DJ Spoony
When I was at Uni, he played at our Ball. He only came on at about midnight, by which time everyone was lashed, or too busy trying to get off with each other to care. The dancefloor in the big marquee was a maelstrom of swirling, pissed dancers stumbling over dropped bottles in the middle, hedged with tables full off pissed students dribbling beer down their dinner jackets at the fringes.

He came on the mic after a couple of songs and said 'The next time you lot invite me to DJ, don't get so drunk you can't dance, alright?.

At which my mate stood up from his table, spilling a load of drinks in the process, and bellowed back:

'Next time we invite you to DJ, bring some decent records you cheeky cunt!'

Which elicited a huge cheer from everyone within hearing distance, and prevented Spoony from commenting again on our dancing.
(SnowyTheWereRabbit the Leporid from Hell, Thu 8 Oct 2009, 15:37, 1 reply)

Hahahaha....
I used to work at an airport, during the over the top security enforcements a few years ago, and aforementioned DJ was having a princess strop with one of my colleagues over the amount of time it was taking to get through security. My colleague asked him if he thought he were someone special upon which Spoony turned round and shouted 'cunt' into his face..... What a delightful man.

However, he isn't as daft as he looks as my colleague was a cunt. Result!
(Senora Veranos cannot and will not so ner..., Thu 8 Oct 2009, 15:45, closed)