My word, it is very cold outside. It was just as cold last night whilst we were (stupidly) out in town wandering between pubs. Takes your breath away *Sings and drives Peugeot 405 Mi16 through burning sugar cane field*.
Welcome to the Sunday night edition of “The Bunny Show”. While I await my pizza (American Hot from Domino’s, I shall apologise now for the state of the toilet tomorrow) I will endeavour to entertain and make you laugh.
Back to last night. We started in Dominion, the traditional Saturday night starting haunt so Hwang can enjoy the use of an X-Box game called Quantum Redshift (remember F-Zero on the SNES and 3G on the N64, mix em together and you get QR). Now he enjoys beating my times on each circuit and getting his “Name up in Lights”. Until last night where I basically shat all over his lap times and he was unable to beat them, hehehe. A cold walk followed to the Cabot, where we sat under the switched on air con and shivered a lot. Then we ambled (ambled.??? yeah right, it was a fast run so that we didn’t freeze on the way.!) to Madisons *grinds teeth*. Must have been cold out because walking behind us were Gem, Chris and Claire, and it felt like six small knights carrying out stretched lances were walking behind us, lol.
Madisons has reached new heights for me as of last night. They charged me £3 for ONE bottle of Smirnoff Ice. THREE FUCKING QUID.!! Next time I am not going to drink in there at all. Jumped up little, money grabbing bastards.!
Elephants was next on the list. It was a little warmer but SOMEONE decided to put the chairs in a circle (I am beginning to wonder if said person was pretending to be in a Red Indian ambush, “Circling the wagons”) right by the sodding door. I did tell the barmaid I loved her though, she charged me £1.50 for a bottle of VK and after the shock of Madisons it was a genuinely nice surprise.! I didn’t really love her, she looked a little like Jack Nicholson.
My choice of pub was next, Phoenix of course, which was lovely and toasty. A drink or two there (and the traditional stealing and wearing of a brightly coloured object by Hwang, LOOK and it was time to move on to Hobbits…
…now the band that were playing when we walked in was, well, different. Trouble was, as much as I enjoy screamy, rock music, the band on at the time were something else. The lead singer’s voice was sooooooo annoying that I actually wanted to hide away from the sound until it was over. Every line of every song sounded identical and his screechy vocals did nothing to entice my ears into enjoying the experience. The Asian dude on the bass had a much better style and voice. Maybe a promotion can be had for him.!
Lots of the usual suspects were out last night. Monkey Boy Jim arrived and shook me warmly by the testicles. Mr David, sir, was there too, fresh from his triumph in Bristol the night before (sick on mates’ mum’s car, sick in three rooms in his own house and got thrown out of Academy for falling over). Angel arrived about 12.15 and got 15 minutes worth of hugs before we put each other down, so lovely. Then it was dancing time. One of those night where the songs playing were ok but nothing to really push you into anything. We let at 2am with my bro in tow. It was hellishly cold out there by then. Brass monkey weather A+.!!
Today I have been Christmas shopping in town with Angel, via Subway, work, then home for a roast and a pizza. The pizza is now resting comfortably, but I know I will suffer for it tomorrow.!
I shall be off now then. Enjoy your evenings peeps.
The Man from Del Monte, he say…… whose nicked all my pineapples.????