It was tuesday, we had just finished uni for the day, and I had bunked off work to do a presentation for uni.
We decided to go for a quick pint.
Which turned into 3 or 4 pints and lots of whiskey.
Which turned into and all night drinking session in Nottingham until 4am.
Then the day after, we started again, and I somehow ended up playing tambourine for a band, giving out bananas to the croud, going backstage and sleeping on the worlds most uncomfortable sofa.
So yes, 2 days later, here I am.
I think that's the longest quick pint I've ever had.
Dicky!
Lol, the band were called "Banana Chasers", it was a battle of the bands. I was the Happy Mondays "Bez" of the outfit, and showed no weiry! I danced like I have never danced before, and danced all through the croud until they were dancing with me
I've been booked twice more by 2 other bands.
Man, what a good night!!!!
On another note, one quick pint also means a lack of a change of clothes, no tooth bursh or deoderant.
I REALLY smelt when I got back home. I felt sorry for the people on the train.
On another note, one quick pint also means a lack of a change of clothes, no tooth bursh or deoderant.
I REALLY smelt when I got back home. I felt sorry for the people on the train.
There is no such thing as one quick pint, you drink the first one and feel fine but a bit thirsty, so you have another to quench your thirst and before you know it you're trying to remember how many you've had (because EVERYONE knows you can't get a hangover if you've had an even number) and you only stop to conduct a pub-wide rendition of Boulevard Of Broken Dreams, pint in hand... does anyone else sometimes miss college?
So give me all your poison
And give me all your pills
And give me all your hopeless hearts
And make me ill
You're running after something
That you'll never kill
If this is what you want
Then fire at will