Barred
Right Barred v1. (alright - this is long - apologies I suck at telling short stores. Oh look - its longer now. Now no-one will ready my humourous writings...).

Having just finished for the 'day' at norwich city college (about 2pm) me and my friend 'Nathan' went to the bar.

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Some time later we are sat in the lovely Sonic bar, somewhere near the back. They ahve an extra bar that they use when its busy or someone is putting on a 'night'. There wasn't so it was closed. However not very closed.

One slightly drunken tax later and a couple of free bottles of Bud. Bam. check me and my skillz innit bruv.

Next thing I know 'Nath' is stood behind the bar pulling us a couple of pints.

The bar had been raised. The only problem was I wasn't going to attempt to beat it. So good ol 'N' nips back behind the bar and begins racking up several pints each when some bloke arrives and asks for a run and coke.

'Nath' complies - and then takes the guys tenner and tries to work the til. Obviously failing at this I nip round to try to get him to stop. He does eventually.

I sit down 'Nathan' heads for the bogs. Next thing I know a burly chap in a poorly fitting suit is stood by me saying 'your taking the piss mate' at wehich point he stuffs my arm up my back and physically lobs me out the front door.

Nathan arrives mere seconds after me, unaccosted, with all our bags and coats.

We are asked never to return.

I went back the week after and have done reasonably regularly. Most recently one of my friends got a whole regular 'night' barred from the same establishment when found enjoying some of columbias finest on the top of the cistern.

Oh - just remembered.

I am also barred from the Norwich's Games Worshop for being unruly. I was actually not being a bellend - it was my 'mates' who were all 'high' on 'weed' (read basil/oregano/bayleaf mix)

Beat that!

'Length' and 'Girth' are fucking boring these days.
(Shifty weeeee, Thu 31 Aug 2006, 15:46, Reply)