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It's my mate Seb's 20th birthday today, which also means it's the one year anniversey of the time I got arrested (the other bowling pin is still in Seb's room, the police never asked about it)
Darn toot it, my posse went out today for a few drinks. I knew they were doing something, but since I had college I said I couldn't make it. Only I didn't end up going to college until the afternoon. And I didn't even do anything while I was there, we just hung about for a few hours then left before 4, when the MoJo bought himself a bag to take on holiday to hold his junk. So I *could* have gone out with them during the day, con sarn it. Stupid college.
Anyway, the MoJo went around Seb's at 6 tonight. Wal and Seb were taking lines of coke, and drinking Stella. I joined in the drinking of Stella. The Fos came around (he'd left to get changed) and we had some more Stella. Alex showed up and we had some more Stella.
Fos had a go at my choice of clothes - mainly my trainers, but I explained I wasn't going out into town with them because I had no money and had college the next day.
"So why are you here?"
"To see Seb... it's his birthday."
The Wal, who'd had no food, had tea with Seb's family (all 10 of them) and was forced to sing "Happy birthday" to Seb with the rest of the family.
Devastating.
Seriously, there are 10 people in Seb's family, because they have 4 adopted kids and the eldest is from their mother's first marriage. Seb's only real family other than his parents are his two sisters. Whom we all fancy, because they're stunning. Which leads me to some bad news. Bryony, the younger of the two stunning sisters, whom I've always preferred over Eve, the elder of the two stunning sisters, has just got engaged to her 20 year old boyfriend. Curse him, curse him to Hedes!
So, with Bryony's new fiance, we had some more Stella, and everyone but the MoJo had some more coke. Again, the MoJo turned down free drugs. That makes me feel special.
We drank yet more Stella, watched yet more TV, then Fos, Seb and Alex went to get the metro into town, while The Wal, the MoJo and Bryony's new fiance talked some more. Wal left to drive, while well over the limit, to his bird's, then he was gonna get a lift from his dad into town to meet everyone else. But he kept bugging the MoJo to go into town with them all, since the MoJo is so loved, and finally the MoJo agreed, since people are lending him money. So now The Wal is swinging by here at about 9 so he can drive us into town. And Wal is well over the limit. Should be interesting.
By Goatboy's wishes, I shall report what happens later on. Indeed.
Oh, and in case anyone is wondering how I can type so well whilst intoxicated, I've had LOTS of practice, just ask Rakuga.
Darn toot it, my posse went out today for a few drinks. I knew they were doing something, but since I had college I said I couldn't make it. Only I didn't end up going to college until the afternoon. And I didn't even do anything while I was there, we just hung about for a few hours then left before 4, when the MoJo bought himself a bag to take on holiday to hold his junk. So I *could* have gone out with them during the day, con sarn it. Stupid college.
Anyway, the MoJo went around Seb's at 6 tonight. Wal and Seb were taking lines of coke, and drinking Stella. I joined in the drinking of Stella. The Fos came around (he'd left to get changed) and we had some more Stella. Alex showed up and we had some more Stella.
Fos had a go at my choice of clothes - mainly my trainers, but I explained I wasn't going out into town with them because I had no money and had college the next day.
"So why are you here?"
"To see Seb... it's his birthday."
The Wal, who'd had no food, had tea with Seb's family (all 10 of them) and was forced to sing "Happy birthday" to Seb with the rest of the family.
Devastating.
Seriously, there are 10 people in Seb's family, because they have 4 adopted kids and the eldest is from their mother's first marriage. Seb's only real family other than his parents are his two sisters. Whom we all fancy, because they're stunning. Which leads me to some bad news. Bryony, the younger of the two stunning sisters, whom I've always preferred over Eve, the elder of the two stunning sisters, has just got engaged to her 20 year old boyfriend. Curse him, curse him to Hedes!
So, with Bryony's new fiance, we had some more Stella, and everyone but the MoJo had some more coke. Again, the MoJo turned down free drugs. That makes me feel special.
We drank yet more Stella, watched yet more TV, then Fos, Seb and Alex went to get the metro into town, while The Wal, the MoJo and Bryony's new fiance talked some more. Wal left to drive, while well over the limit, to his bird's, then he was gonna get a lift from his dad into town to meet everyone else. But he kept bugging the MoJo to go into town with them all, since the MoJo is so loved, and finally the MoJo agreed, since people are lending him money. So now The Wal is swinging by here at about 9 so he can drive us into town. And Wal is well over the limit. Should be interesting.
By Goatboy's wishes, I shall report what happens later on. Indeed.
Oh, and in case anyone is wondering how I can type so well whilst intoxicated, I've had LOTS of practice, just ask Rakuga.
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What Ever Floats Your Boat Cookie_Monster!!!!!!!!!
Here in Newcastle, most bouncers are overgrown radgies. They let just about anything in a skirt in, regardless of age, and turn every other bloke back.
MoJoJoJo wrote:
> In MY bar, my bouncers will be martial arts guys. Not radgies.
Yeah, ninja bouncers who flip out and kill people.
> In MY bar, my bouncers will be martial arts guys. Not radgies.
Yeah, ninja bouncers who flip out and kill people.
None of the Bouncers I know are 'radgies'.
They're just big blokes making a living out of their size and stature.
I only do it once a blue moon, if the propper bouncer can't make it. The pay is good and I have to do practically nothing, just turn away people who are wearing jeans or look scruffy. Never been any trouble there.
They're just big blokes making a living out of their size and stature.
I only do it once a blue moon, if the propper bouncer can't make it. The pay is good and I have to do practically nothing, just turn away people who are wearing jeans or look scruffy. Never been any trouble there.
Bouncer wrote:
> Why?
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Because all but a few bouncers I've ever met have been absolute *expletive deleted* Even when they're letting me in, they're still overgrown thugs who enjoy kicking the crap out of drunken people.
In MY bar, my bouncers will be martial arts guys. Not radgies.
> Why?
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Because all but a few bouncers I've ever met have been absolute *expletive deleted* Even when they're letting me in, they're still overgrown thugs who enjoy kicking the crap out of drunken people.
In MY bar, my bouncers will be martial arts guys. Not radgies.
I fancy going bungee jumping as well. Should be good craic.
MoJoJoJo wrote:
> Well, personally, I think I'd be OK taking it. I just don't want to.
>
> Same way I don't think bungee jumping would kill me, but I sure as
> hell don't want to find out.
Despite a morbid fear of heights, i quite fancy a bungee jump.
> Well, personally, I think I'd be OK taking it. I just don't want to.
>
> Same way I don't think bungee jumping would kill me, but I sure as
> hell don't want to find out.
Despite a morbid fear of heights, i quite fancy a bungee jump.
MoJoJoJo wrote:
> And you'd better not be a real bouncer.
Why?
> And you'd better not be a real bouncer.
Why?
MoJoJoJo wrote:
>
> Unless he was named G 6 years ago, he's copying off me. Curse him!
No, 3 years ago. He is copying you. I'll get the Bouncer to sort him out tomorrow.
>
> Unless he was named G 6 years ago, he's copying off me. Curse him!
No, 3 years ago. He is copying you. I'll get the Bouncer to sort him out tomorrow.
RoJ wrote:
> One of my mates is called G as well.
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Unless he was named G 6 years ago, he's copying off me. Curse him!
> One of my mates is called G as well.
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Unless he was named G 6 years ago, he's copying off me. Curse him!
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