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Gah.
Kind of sums it up really.
British Rail really annoyed my Friday evening though. Got to St Pancras Station, needed a return to Leicester. "£47.90 please mate" "What!?!?" "If you wait an hour, you can get the 6.55pm train, and it'll only be £20." B****r. So I sit about a cold train station for an hour, being bored. And cold. Neck a couple of cans of redbull to keep me awake.
Anyway, get to Leicester, meet up with my mates. A new club is opening that night, so we go there. While we're queuing, we see this bloke with a remote control robot. Which is about 8ft tall. Only it's a bloke in a suit, but with voice changer, and sound effects and flashing lights etc. Well impressive. Kept us entertained while waiting to get in.
It's free to get in to the club as it's before 11. Good thing to. Two double vodka and redbulls, £9. I could tell it was going to be a ndamn expensive weekend. Still, I go with it. Spend lots of monet, get very drunk, comprehensibly beat my mates at Sega Rally 2. They have loads of dancers and people on stilts etc, all very entertaining. Spend about 2 hours chatting my mates mate up, she's bvery nice. I'm about to go in for the kill when mymate says "Oh, her boyfriend will be out with us tomorrw night." B****r.
Phone my mate back home on his mobile at about 3am. Thought I'd leave a "comedy message." He answers which messes my plan up somewhat.. "Er... evening mate." "Fudge off, I'm asleep." "Er..ok, bye.". Hmmmmm....
Get about 4 hours sleep friday night, bum about a bit saturday in the day, spend a load more money. Meet up with someother mates, have a fantastic steak and chips - turns out that's all I'll eat all day.
Neck some more redbull before we go out saturday night, as well as a fair amount of vodka. Get to our Students Union at 8pm. HUGE queue. Wait for about 45 mins, move halfway to the front before they announce "One in one out people, sorry." Sod that for a laugh, so we go to a pub, then on to a cocktail bar.
I order a Flaming LAmbourghini, but it doesn't flame. Shame, all the more alcohol left. Absolutely starving. One of the girls has a banana in her hand bag (ask me no questions, I'll tell no lies), so I'm sitting in this cocktail bar, eating a banana drinking a cocktail that is supposed to be on fire. Fantastic, doesn't get more rock and roll than that!
Leave cocktail bar about 2, wander back. Think it's amusing to nick my mates shoe, and run off. Attempt to vault over a rail thing at the side of the road, fall over and nearly break my leg. Another mate wants to climb a telegraph pole. 15 minutes and much huffing and puffing later, he's about 4 inches off the ground. He gives up, we laugh.
Get home, want food. Phone EVERY pizza place in the yellow pages to be answered with a person saying "Sorry, we're closed." WHY ARE YOU ANSWERING THE PHONE THEN?!?!?!? Leper.
Realise there's a 24 hour chippy somehwere that does pizzas, try and find it. Bet a couple of our other mates we can there and back in 15 mintues, we gamble the huge sum of 87p.
An hour and a half later, we get back. It's about 4am now. Eat pizza, go to bed.
As always seems to happen when loads of mates sleep over, we all woke up about the same time. About 8 am. Sit around and share the leftover pizza, I get half a slice of cold Spicy Chicken, nice.
Mope about, watch a bit of telly. Grab a shower etc. Feel vaguely human by about half ten. Switch sky on, UKGold. The A-Team is just starting, fantastic. Speacial guest apperance by,..... WINGS HAUSER! Excellent! Enjoy a good hour of "Jibba-jabba" shenanigans. Feel about half human by the end of it, although the redbull that has kept me going for the last 48 hours is wearing off, feel like crap.
Spend 4 hours getting home. Say "Flibble" to Grix on MSN and god knows what else to anyone else. So sorry about that.
Just watched the Grand Prix, and going to bed because I think my head is about to fall off.....
Kind of sums it up really.
British Rail really annoyed my Friday evening though. Got to St Pancras Station, needed a return to Leicester. "£47.90 please mate" "What!?!?" "If you wait an hour, you can get the 6.55pm train, and it'll only be £20." B****r. So I sit about a cold train station for an hour, being bored. And cold. Neck a couple of cans of redbull to keep me awake.
Anyway, get to Leicester, meet up with my mates. A new club is opening that night, so we go there. While we're queuing, we see this bloke with a remote control robot. Which is about 8ft tall. Only it's a bloke in a suit, but with voice changer, and sound effects and flashing lights etc. Well impressive. Kept us entertained while waiting to get in.
It's free to get in to the club as it's before 11. Good thing to. Two double vodka and redbulls, £9. I could tell it was going to be a ndamn expensive weekend. Still, I go with it. Spend lots of monet, get very drunk, comprehensibly beat my mates at Sega Rally 2. They have loads of dancers and people on stilts etc, all very entertaining. Spend about 2 hours chatting my mates mate up, she's bvery nice. I'm about to go in for the kill when mymate says "Oh, her boyfriend will be out with us tomorrw night." B****r.
Phone my mate back home on his mobile at about 3am. Thought I'd leave a "comedy message." He answers which messes my plan up somewhat.. "Er... evening mate." "Fudge off, I'm asleep." "Er..ok, bye.". Hmmmmm....
Get about 4 hours sleep friday night, bum about a bit saturday in the day, spend a load more money. Meet up with someother mates, have a fantastic steak and chips - turns out that's all I'll eat all day.
Neck some more redbull before we go out saturday night, as well as a fair amount of vodka. Get to our Students Union at 8pm. HUGE queue. Wait for about 45 mins, move halfway to the front before they announce "One in one out people, sorry." Sod that for a laugh, so we go to a pub, then on to a cocktail bar.
I order a Flaming LAmbourghini, but it doesn't flame. Shame, all the more alcohol left. Absolutely starving. One of the girls has a banana in her hand bag (ask me no questions, I'll tell no lies), so I'm sitting in this cocktail bar, eating a banana drinking a cocktail that is supposed to be on fire. Fantastic, doesn't get more rock and roll than that!
Leave cocktail bar about 2, wander back. Think it's amusing to nick my mates shoe, and run off. Attempt to vault over a rail thing at the side of the road, fall over and nearly break my leg. Another mate wants to climb a telegraph pole. 15 minutes and much huffing and puffing later, he's about 4 inches off the ground. He gives up, we laugh.
Get home, want food. Phone EVERY pizza place in the yellow pages to be answered with a person saying "Sorry, we're closed." WHY ARE YOU ANSWERING THE PHONE THEN?!?!?!? Leper.
Realise there's a 24 hour chippy somehwere that does pizzas, try and find it. Bet a couple of our other mates we can there and back in 15 mintues, we gamble the huge sum of 87p.
An hour and a half later, we get back. It's about 4am now. Eat pizza, go to bed.
As always seems to happen when loads of mates sleep over, we all woke up about the same time. About 8 am. Sit around and share the leftover pizza, I get half a slice of cold Spicy Chicken, nice.
Mope about, watch a bit of telly. Grab a shower etc. Feel vaguely human by about half ten. Switch sky on, UKGold. The A-Team is just starting, fantastic. Speacial guest apperance by,..... WINGS HAUSER! Excellent! Enjoy a good hour of "Jibba-jabba" shenanigans. Feel about half human by the end of it, although the redbull that has kept me going for the last 48 hours is wearing off, feel like crap.
Spend 4 hours getting home. Say "Flibble" to Grix on MSN and god knows what else to anyone else. So sorry about that.
Just watched the Grand Prix, and going to bed because I think my head is about to fall off.....
"Spend lots of monet"
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"I'll have a pint love."
"And what exactly will you be using to pay for that?"
"How about this lovely painting, the Floating Ice, painted in 1880?"
"Meh, that'll do."
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"I'll have a pint love."
"And what exactly will you be using to pay for that?"
"How about this lovely painting, the Floating Ice, painted in 1880?"
"Meh, that'll do."
So what did you think of Leicester then?
Gah.
Kind of sums it up really.
British Rail really annoyed my Friday evening though. Got to St Pancras Station, needed a return to Leicester. "£47.90 please mate" "What!?!?" "If you wait an hour, you can get the 6.55pm train, and it'll only be £20." B****r. So I sit about a cold train station for an hour, being bored. And cold. Neck a couple of cans of redbull to keep me awake.
Anyway, get to Leicester, meet up with my mates. A new club is opening that night, so we go there. While we're queuing, we see this bloke with a remote control robot. Which is about 8ft tall. Only it's a bloke in a suit, but with voice changer, and sound effects and flashing lights etc. Well impressive. Kept us entertained while waiting to get in.
It's free to get in to the club as it's before 11. Good thing to. Two double vodka and redbulls, £9. I could tell it was going to be a ndamn expensive weekend. Still, I go with it. Spend lots of monet, get very drunk, comprehensibly beat my mates at Sega Rally 2. They have loads of dancers and people on stilts etc, all very entertaining. Spend about 2 hours chatting my mates mate up, she's bvery nice. I'm about to go in for the kill when mymate says "Oh, her boyfriend will be out with us tomorrw night." B****r.
Phone my mate back home on his mobile at about 3am. Thought I'd leave a "comedy message." He answers which messes my plan up somewhat.. "Er... evening mate." "Fudge off, I'm asleep." "Er..ok, bye.". Hmmmmm....
Get about 4 hours sleep friday night, bum about a bit saturday in the day, spend a load more money. Meet up with someother mates, have a fantastic steak and chips - turns out that's all I'll eat all day.
Neck some more redbull before we go out saturday night, as well as a fair amount of vodka. Get to our Students Union at 8pm. HUGE queue. Wait for about 45 mins, move halfway to the front before they announce "One in one out people, sorry." Sod that for a laugh, so we go to a pub, then on to a cocktail bar.
I order a Flaming LAmbourghini, but it doesn't flame. Shame, all the more alcohol left. Absolutely starving. One of the girls has a banana in her hand bag (ask me no questions, I'll tell no lies), so I'm sitting in this cocktail bar, eating a banana drinking a cocktail that is supposed to be on fire. Fantastic, doesn't get more rock and roll than that!
Leave cocktail bar about 2, wander back. Think it's amusing to nick my mates shoe, and run off. Attempt to vault over a rail thing at the side of the road, fall over and nearly break my leg. Another mate wants to climb a telegraph pole. 15 minutes and much huffing and puffing later, he's about 4 inches off the ground. He gives up, we laugh.
Get home, want food. Phone EVERY pizza place in the yellow pages to be answered with a person saying "Sorry, we're closed." WHY ARE YOU ANSWERING THE PHONE THEN?!?!?!? Leper.
Realise there's a 24 hour chippy somehwere that does pizzas, try and find it. Bet a couple of our other mates we can there and back in 15 mintues, we gamble the huge sum of 87p.
An hour and a half later, we get back. It's about 4am now. Eat pizza, go to bed.
As always seems to happen when loads of mates sleep over, we all woke up about the same time. About 8 am. Sit around and share the leftover pizza, I get half a slice of cold Spicy Chicken, nice.
Mope about, watch a bit of telly. Grab a shower etc. Feel vaguely human by about half ten. Switch sky on, UKGold. The A-Team is just starting, fantastic. Speacial guest apperance by,..... WINGS HAUSER! Excellent! Enjoy a good hour of "Jibba-jabba" shenanigans. Feel about half human by the end of it, although the redbull that has kept me going for the last 48 hours is wearing off, feel like crap.
Spend 4 hours getting home. Say "Flibble" to Grix on MSN and god knows what else to anyone else. So sorry about that.
Just watched the Grand Prix, and going to bed because I think my head is about to fall off.....
Kind of sums it up really.
British Rail really annoyed my Friday evening though. Got to St Pancras Station, needed a return to Leicester. "£47.90 please mate" "What!?!?" "If you wait an hour, you can get the 6.55pm train, and it'll only be £20." B****r. So I sit about a cold train station for an hour, being bored. And cold. Neck a couple of cans of redbull to keep me awake.
Anyway, get to Leicester, meet up with my mates. A new club is opening that night, so we go there. While we're queuing, we see this bloke with a remote control robot. Which is about 8ft tall. Only it's a bloke in a suit, but with voice changer, and sound effects and flashing lights etc. Well impressive. Kept us entertained while waiting to get in.
It's free to get in to the club as it's before 11. Good thing to. Two double vodka and redbulls, £9. I could tell it was going to be a ndamn expensive weekend. Still, I go with it. Spend lots of monet, get very drunk, comprehensibly beat my mates at Sega Rally 2. They have loads of dancers and people on stilts etc, all very entertaining. Spend about 2 hours chatting my mates mate up, she's bvery nice. I'm about to go in for the kill when mymate says "Oh, her boyfriend will be out with us tomorrw night." B****r.
Phone my mate back home on his mobile at about 3am. Thought I'd leave a "comedy message." He answers which messes my plan up somewhat.. "Er... evening mate." "Fudge off, I'm asleep." "Er..ok, bye.". Hmmmmm....
Get about 4 hours sleep friday night, bum about a bit saturday in the day, spend a load more money. Meet up with someother mates, have a fantastic steak and chips - turns out that's all I'll eat all day.
Neck some more redbull before we go out saturday night, as well as a fair amount of vodka. Get to our Students Union at 8pm. HUGE queue. Wait for about 45 mins, move halfway to the front before they announce "One in one out people, sorry." Sod that for a laugh, so we go to a pub, then on to a cocktail bar.
I order a Flaming LAmbourghini, but it doesn't flame. Shame, all the more alcohol left. Absolutely starving. One of the girls has a banana in her hand bag (ask me no questions, I'll tell no lies), so I'm sitting in this cocktail bar, eating a banana drinking a cocktail that is supposed to be on fire. Fantastic, doesn't get more rock and roll than that!
Leave cocktail bar about 2, wander back. Think it's amusing to nick my mates shoe, and run off. Attempt to vault over a rail thing at the side of the road, fall over and nearly break my leg. Another mate wants to climb a telegraph pole. 15 minutes and much huffing and puffing later, he's about 4 inches off the ground. He gives up, we laugh.
Get home, want food. Phone EVERY pizza place in the yellow pages to be answered with a person saying "Sorry, we're closed." WHY ARE YOU ANSWERING THE PHONE THEN?!?!?!? Leper.
Realise there's a 24 hour chippy somehwere that does pizzas, try and find it. Bet a couple of our other mates we can there and back in 15 mintues, we gamble the huge sum of 87p.
An hour and a half later, we get back. It's about 4am now. Eat pizza, go to bed.
As always seems to happen when loads of mates sleep over, we all woke up about the same time. About 8 am. Sit around and share the leftover pizza, I get half a slice of cold Spicy Chicken, nice.
Mope about, watch a bit of telly. Grab a shower etc. Feel vaguely human by about half ten. Switch sky on, UKGold. The A-Team is just starting, fantastic. Speacial guest apperance by,..... WINGS HAUSER! Excellent! Enjoy a good hour of "Jibba-jabba" shenanigans. Feel about half human by the end of it, although the redbull that has kept me going for the last 48 hours is wearing off, feel like crap.
Spend 4 hours getting home. Say "Flibble" to Grix on MSN and god knows what else to anyone else. So sorry about that.
Just watched the Grand Prix, and going to bed because I think my head is about to fall off.....