Gatecrashed
When I was a student in Cardiff me my girlfriend and her house mates all decided to gatecrash a ball that was going on in the city hall. We had been told about a way of getting in by one of the students who had actually stumped up what ever the horrendous cost of the ticket was.

So the girls were looking gorgeous dressed up in ballgowns & I was in a Tux and since it was 1990 me I wasn't fat, grey and haggard ;)

We got to the hall to find the "secret" way in had been well and truly busted and was barred by a couple of bouncers.

Fucksocks, all dressed up and nowere to go. But we hear loud music coming from a nearby building so we wander over to investigate. It's the police station & they are having there own ball. Emboldened by our getting ready cocktails we just walk in follow the noise to the social club on one of the floors. It's a big bar and quite busy but there is a empty table. The girls sit down and I get the drinks in. Turns out it's a subsidised bar and the drinks are ludicrously cheap. We are spotted as gatecrashers but they don't care. So we end up getting thoroughly bollocksed, chatting to some nice policemen till the wee small hours. Top top night out.

The ball, aparently, was expensive and dull, so that's a win win for us
(sittingduck Attention seeking, bullshitting fuck-knuckle, Tue 10 May 2011, 15:48, Reply)