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The ones with the big wheels and stuff, I think it's "fair", and I will spell it like this throughout the post.
Anyway, yes, last night the fair was in town. Me and some friends thought, 'yeah, why not? It's a little expensive, but it's an evening out.' and therefore decided to go.
What a weird evening...
a) An urban dweller (chav, hur hur) started on a friend of mine because the chavs brother had started on my friend. Hope that makes sense. Basically, he was angry at my friend for being threatened by his little brother. Riiiight.
b) The weather was utter, utter poo. It was actually a quagmire. If there had been enough sexy ladies then I believe that a mud wrestling tournament would have been an inevitability.
c) We officially proved that a certain 'arcade' game is impossible to win. It was that game where you control, the claw, and it goes down and, hopefully, retrieves your prize. Wrong. We have a video on a friends phone of the claw opening on the way back up, releasing the prize back into the bottom of the case. Now that is a scam.
d) Somebody I know has suddenly become addicted to drink. Now this is no laughing matter, but he's done this to look cool. I'm not even convinced he likes beer. Weird. He's a bit of a socail reject as well; if Mr Burns from the Simpsons and Randal from Recess had a baby, this would be it. Anyway, he came out with some classics, such as his idea of the whole alphabet backwards ("zxyz").
e) For whatever reason, nobody wanted to go on many rides this year. I don't know whether it was seen as 'uncool' or what, but, basically, everyone turned into boring little poofy fagheads.
f) An ex-girlfriend of mine was a little drunk, and we all thought 'this is great, she's going to do something, like flash, perhaps' as she is pretty hot, and, luckily, I got all the attention. She had a hold of me for about half an hour at a time, and kept pinning me up against walls etc, as if about to go a little further. Shame she wasn't a little more drunk really. This was the one main highlight of a truly obscure evening.
g) Another good thing though was that I met a couple of people who I haven't seen in ages. We all know the people that you may class as urban dwellers, but are perfectly fine to talk to on their own. A guy who is a year older than me, called Simon, is one of those that I saw. He's in Year 12, but didn't stay on for 6th Form at my school, so it was good to see him again. Another guy I saw, named Jack, was as surprised to see me as I was to see him. We went to primary school together, and haven't seen each other since. It's about...6 years I think, since I last saw him.
Anyway, yes, a very mixed evening. We did the usuals, offering urban dwellers candy sticks when they asked for cigarettes (always goes down a treat) and pretended to be drunk on Red Bull, but overall, I have no idea wheher I enjoyed myself or not.
Anyway, yes, last night the fair was in town. Me and some friends thought, 'yeah, why not? It's a little expensive, but it's an evening out.' and therefore decided to go.
What a weird evening...
a) An urban dweller (chav, hur hur) started on a friend of mine because the chavs brother had started on my friend. Hope that makes sense. Basically, he was angry at my friend for being threatened by his little brother. Riiiight.
b) The weather was utter, utter poo. It was actually a quagmire. If there had been enough sexy ladies then I believe that a mud wrestling tournament would have been an inevitability.
c) We officially proved that a certain 'arcade' game is impossible to win. It was that game where you control, the claw, and it goes down and, hopefully, retrieves your prize. Wrong. We have a video on a friends phone of the claw opening on the way back up, releasing the prize back into the bottom of the case. Now that is a scam.
d) Somebody I know has suddenly become addicted to drink. Now this is no laughing matter, but he's done this to look cool. I'm not even convinced he likes beer. Weird. He's a bit of a socail reject as well; if Mr Burns from the Simpsons and Randal from Recess had a baby, this would be it. Anyway, he came out with some classics, such as his idea of the whole alphabet backwards ("zxyz").
e) For whatever reason, nobody wanted to go on many rides this year. I don't know whether it was seen as 'uncool' or what, but, basically, everyone turned into boring little poofy fagheads.
f) An ex-girlfriend of mine was a little drunk, and we all thought 'this is great, she's going to do something, like flash, perhaps' as she is pretty hot, and, luckily, I got all the attention. She had a hold of me for about half an hour at a time, and kept pinning me up against walls etc, as if about to go a little further. Shame she wasn't a little more drunk really. This was the one main highlight of a truly obscure evening.
g) Another good thing though was that I met a couple of people who I haven't seen in ages. We all know the people that you may class as urban dwellers, but are perfectly fine to talk to on their own. A guy who is a year older than me, called Simon, is one of those that I saw. He's in Year 12, but didn't stay on for 6th Form at my school, so it was good to see him again. Another guy I saw, named Jack, was as surprised to see me as I was to see him. We went to primary school together, and haven't seen each other since. It's about...6 years I think, since I last saw him.
Anyway, yes, a very mixed evening. We did the usuals, offering urban dwellers candy sticks when they asked for cigarettes (always goes down a treat) and pretended to be drunk on Red Bull, but overall, I have no idea wheher I enjoyed myself or not.
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Interesting; Brighton is only half an hour away, and whilst I go to the pier quite often, I never go on the rides.
I will check it out.
I will check it out.
When I went on it fifteen quid feel out of my pocket. And I never got it back.
I have never experienced a waltzer like it. Wasn't expecting it to be quite so psychopathic in it's spinning and centrifugal violence.
Had to sit down afterwards for a couple of mins and concentrate on not throwing up.
Excellent. Then had Harry Ramsden fish supper and dry-humped on the train home.
Had to sit down afterwards for a couple of mins and concentrate on not throwing up.
Excellent. Then had Harry Ramsden fish supper and dry-humped on the train home.
Goatboy wrote:
> You think that's poor, try Brighton Pier on an overcast weekday
> afternoon.
> Half the "rides" were shut and the ones that were open, in
> fact, licked balls.
> Except for the waltzer. Because we were the only 2 people in, it went
> twice as long and they made it spin relentlessly.
> I saw through time and my eyes actually hurt afterwards.
I've been on that ride aswell. They spun my chair so much my stomach fell out my mouth.
> You think that's poor, try Brighton Pier on an overcast weekday
> afternoon.
> Half the "rides" were shut and the ones that were open, in
> fact, licked balls.
> Except for the waltzer. Because we were the only 2 people in, it went
> twice as long and they made it spin relentlessly.
> I saw through time and my eyes actually hurt afterwards.
I've been on that ride aswell. They spun my chair so much my stomach fell out my mouth.
You think that's poor, try Brighton Pier on an overcast weekday afternoon.
Half the "rides" were shut and the ones that were open, in fact, licked balls.
Except for the waltzer. Because we were the only 2 people in, it went twice as long and they made it spin relentlessly.
I saw through time and my eyes actually hurt afterwards.
Half the "rides" were shut and the ones that were open, in fact, licked balls.
Except for the waltzer. Because we were the only 2 people in, it went twice as long and they made it spin relentlessly.
I saw through time and my eyes actually hurt afterwards.
Highly Excitable wrote:
> c) We officially proved that a certain 'arcade' game is impossible to
> win. It was that game where you control, the claw, and it goes down
> and, hopefully, retrieves your prize.
I won a talking Zippy on one of those, and a talking George as well, and a non-talking Bob the Builder. All in the same arcade on the Isle of Whight.
> c) We officially proved that a certain 'arcade' game is impossible to
> win. It was that game where you control, the claw, and it goes down
> and, hopefully, retrieves your prize.
I won a talking Zippy on one of those, and a talking George as well, and a non-talking Bob the Builder. All in the same arcade on the Isle of Whight.
Sounds like fun to me.
Bit of a strange one for intelligent discussion, but sounds like a wacky evening all the same. I wish we got crazy fairs like that around here :-(
We used to have one, and one guy kept trying to sell us alcoholic honey, whilst another bloke tried to convince us that a) he danced with emu puppets at glastonbury on the stage, and b) that the emu puppets have genitals...
We used to have one, and one guy kept trying to sell us alcoholic honey, whilst another bloke tried to convince us that a) he danced with emu puppets at glastonbury on the stage, and b) that the emu puppets have genitals...
The ones with the big wheels and stuff, I think it's "fair", and I will spell it like this throughout the post.
Anyway, yes, last night the fair was in town. Me and some friends thought, 'yeah, why not? It's a little expensive, but it's an evening out.' and therefore decided to go.
What a weird evening...
a) An urban dweller (chav, hur hur) started on a friend of mine because the chavs brother had started on my friend. Hope that makes sense. Basically, he was angry at my friend for being threatened by his little brother. Riiiight.
b) The weather was utter, utter poo. It was actually a quagmire. If there had been enough sexy ladies then I believe that a mud wrestling tournament would have been an inevitability.
c) We officially proved that a certain 'arcade' game is impossible to win. It was that game where you control, the claw, and it goes down and, hopefully, retrieves your prize. Wrong. We have a video on a friends phone of the claw opening on the way back up, releasing the prize back into the bottom of the case. Now that is a scam.
d) Somebody I know has suddenly become addicted to drink. Now this is no laughing matter, but he's done this to look cool. I'm not even convinced he likes beer. Weird. He's a bit of a socail reject as well; if Mr Burns from the Simpsons and Randal from Recess had a baby, this would be it. Anyway, he came out with some classics, such as his idea of the whole alphabet backwards ("zxyz").
e) For whatever reason, nobody wanted to go on many rides this year. I don't know whether it was seen as 'uncool' or what, but, basically, everyone turned into boring little poofy fagheads.
f) An ex-girlfriend of mine was a little drunk, and we all thought 'this is great, she's going to do something, like flash, perhaps' as she is pretty hot, and, luckily, I got all the attention. She had a hold of me for about half an hour at a time, and kept pinning me up against walls etc, as if about to go a little further. Shame she wasn't a little more drunk really. This was the one main highlight of a truly obscure evening.
g) Another good thing though was that I met a couple of people who I haven't seen in ages. We all know the people that you may class as urban dwellers, but are perfectly fine to talk to on their own. A guy who is a year older than me, called Simon, is one of those that I saw. He's in Year 12, but didn't stay on for 6th Form at my school, so it was good to see him again. Another guy I saw, named Jack, was as surprised to see me as I was to see him. We went to primary school together, and haven't seen each other since. It's about...6 years I think, since I last saw him.
Anyway, yes, a very mixed evening. We did the usuals, offering urban dwellers candy sticks when they asked for cigarettes (always goes down a treat) and pretended to be drunk on Red Bull, but overall, I have no idea wheher I enjoyed myself or not.
Anyway, yes, last night the fair was in town. Me and some friends thought, 'yeah, why not? It's a little expensive, but it's an evening out.' and therefore decided to go.
What a weird evening...
a) An urban dweller (chav, hur hur) started on a friend of mine because the chavs brother had started on my friend. Hope that makes sense. Basically, he was angry at my friend for being threatened by his little brother. Riiiight.
b) The weather was utter, utter poo. It was actually a quagmire. If there had been enough sexy ladies then I believe that a mud wrestling tournament would have been an inevitability.
c) We officially proved that a certain 'arcade' game is impossible to win. It was that game where you control, the claw, and it goes down and, hopefully, retrieves your prize. Wrong. We have a video on a friends phone of the claw opening on the way back up, releasing the prize back into the bottom of the case. Now that is a scam.
d) Somebody I know has suddenly become addicted to drink. Now this is no laughing matter, but he's done this to look cool. I'm not even convinced he likes beer. Weird. He's a bit of a socail reject as well; if Mr Burns from the Simpsons and Randal from Recess had a baby, this would be it. Anyway, he came out with some classics, such as his idea of the whole alphabet backwards ("zxyz").
e) For whatever reason, nobody wanted to go on many rides this year. I don't know whether it was seen as 'uncool' or what, but, basically, everyone turned into boring little poofy fagheads.
f) An ex-girlfriend of mine was a little drunk, and we all thought 'this is great, she's going to do something, like flash, perhaps' as she is pretty hot, and, luckily, I got all the attention. She had a hold of me for about half an hour at a time, and kept pinning me up against walls etc, as if about to go a little further. Shame she wasn't a little more drunk really. This was the one main highlight of a truly obscure evening.
g) Another good thing though was that I met a couple of people who I haven't seen in ages. We all know the people that you may class as urban dwellers, but are perfectly fine to talk to on their own. A guy who is a year older than me, called Simon, is one of those that I saw. He's in Year 12, but didn't stay on for 6th Form at my school, so it was good to see him again. Another guy I saw, named Jack, was as surprised to see me as I was to see him. We went to primary school together, and haven't seen each other since. It's about...6 years I think, since I last saw him.
Anyway, yes, a very mixed evening. We did the usuals, offering urban dwellers candy sticks when they asked for cigarettes (always goes down a treat) and pretended to be drunk on Red Bull, but overall, I have no idea wheher I enjoyed myself or not.
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