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How old do I look.? 15 apparently.!!!
Guess who got asked for ID when buying cigarettes last night.!!! That right. ME.!!! You all know how old I am so imagine how surprised I was.!
Twas a reasonable night, although hampered by a distinct feeling of overfullness and sleepyness through the start.
Pizza Hut to start, ten of us, split between two tables. Angel, myself, Pouty and Stew on one and Jim, Giles, Paul, Jade, Chris R and the birthday girl Kitten on the other. We all ate too much except Stew who is even more bottomless stomached than I am.! I rescued a small girl’s bahoon (balloon in Angel language) from the ceiling and the buggers at the big table gave me a rather embarrassing round of applause. Jim did dirty things with an enormous pepper mill too. Then we raced (literally) into town in two cars, got IDed in the Co-Op and then went to Bar 4.
THE most amusing moment of the night occured then…
Sarah asked for something with coke. Laura behind the bar grabbed the soft drinks gun and pressed the Coke button but didn’t notice the lack of nozzle on the end. Coke sprayed out like a sprinkler wetting Sarah, Stew and Angel. I could not stop laughing, until the bar man came up alongside a very apologetic Laura, grabbed the still nozzleless gun and REPEATED THE WHOLE THING, much to my sheer delight. I thought I was going to be sick, it was so funny. The look on Sarah’s face was priceless (the tag had fallen off). It was like an oven upstairs and we all ended up sitting looking hot, snoozy and full.
A brief walk to Phoenix sorted out the sleepiness, although I almost saw my pizza again when my cough pulled one of my stomach muscles.
Hobbits still had a band to go when we arrived but eventually after a VERY camp death metal guitarist, we got to dance. I drank two aftershocks, felt a lot better, Angel pointed out Rayray was there with her boyfriend, I didn’t care, danced some more and entertained Mr Moss with my amusing banter.
I think that will do for now, I shall be back a bit later with photos and more from my mental brain when it warms up to useable temperature.
*****LATE NEWS*****
Well first up some photos from last night… For her birthday I got ELEGANT ANGEL a cigarette holder and new hair falls. Very sexy I am sure you will agree. DANNY and his mate had been shopping in TJ Hughes and appeared wearing these classy outfits 
. KITTEN AND POUTY looked very nice last night, especially the Smurf-esque Kitten with matching drink too.! MY BITCHES and I in Hobbits. More bitches pictures tomorrow when I find some more later, hehe.
I did notice last night, while I was sat outside smoking a fag very slowly, someone was stood talking to his two male friends (random strange teenager). He was moaning about how he could have any girl in Hobbits, to a certain extent and it made me wonder how much like that I am when I am drunker than the average bear. I know I say a LOT of stupid things when I am pissed but 99% of the time I mean them. I KNOW I couldn’t have any woman in Hobbits, but I like to think I could have my fair share (which is certainly not what I want but a nice thought). Do I actually say things like that.? Someone please tell me.!!!
This week Tony “At It Again” Blair suggested a knife amnesty. A bring your own weapon party for those who wish to give up the HUGE blades they habitually carry around. Wow, of all the brilliant ideas he has had over the past nine years, this has got to be the stand out plan.!! Ask a bunch of criminals who really couldn’t give a toss about taking the life of another person, should they get in the way of their personal greed, if they wouldn’t mind dropping in a gert knife to the police station on the way home from a hard day ‘gangsta’ing at the office. In the paper today there was a four article page about four different knifing incidents.! The people MOST likely to give up their weapons are NOT the same citizens that would actually use them against an innocent person.
Sitting here earlier this morning I had a sudden but pleasant flashback to my school days. Does anyone else remember Copydex glue. We used to call it fish glue due to the horrendous odour it contained. No idea why I had this thought, although I used to love covering my hands in white PVA glue then picking it all off in Art lessons. Also, my first year teacher, Mrs Purnell used a very odd almond paste glue that smelt good enough to eat… didn’t stick bugger all but would have been very tasty inside a Bakewell Tart.!!