Thinly-disguised entrances to Hell where bad things happen. Tell us your dancefloor disasters.
(, Wed 8 Apr 2009, 12:35)
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on my 18th birthday - a friend had given me a toy dinosaur as a present, so when they asked if I had any weapons with me, I pulled dino out of the bag and shouted 'RAWR! I have a vicious man eating lizard, does that count?'.
They then asked if I had any identification to prove that I was over 5...
(, Fri 10 Apr 2009, 15:12, closed)
... you escaped with your life, so that's something.
(, Fri 10 Apr 2009, 15:31, closed)
....like the garage would ask for ID!
(, Fri 10 Apr 2009, 16:38, closed)
which is owned by the same dodgy music 'Impresario'
just saying like
(, Fri 10 Apr 2009, 17:21, closed)
me and a bunch of mates used to work in one or two of his "establishments", good times, lots of stories. Also, lots of H&S related insanity (normally when they employed barstaff to do building and renovation work on their newly acquired dung heaps).
(, Sat 11 Apr 2009, 13:54, closed)
Now that's simply fucking EXCELLENT!!!
(, Sat 11 Apr 2009, 2:07, closed)
come immediately before mine in the best of page :-)
(, Sat 11 Apr 2009, 13:26, closed)
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