In a club in Holborn one time...
...I got so spanked I hallucinated a man on horseback in the middle of the dancefloor.

A man. On a horse. On the dancefloor.

At this point I remember thinking it was a good idea if I have a sit down, so I attempted to make my confused and unsteady way over to the comfy looking sofas at the back of the dancefloor.

Sofas weren't there either.
(Monkey Tennis isn't Spartacus, Sun 19 Sep 2010, 10:57, 4 replies)

got so I hallucinated
( broadsword now that's fresh, Sun 19 Sep 2010, 11:13, closed)

Hah, the beauty of old skool [sic] pills.
I've seen everyone on the dancefloor wearing dressing gowns while pushing shopping trolleys and a barn full of giant ducks wearing boxing shorts. Avast!
( The Awful Puppy Bakery is still bored, Sun 19 Sep 2010, 13:50, closed)

!
Was it metalheadz? Or that little weird trance place that was on grays inn road for a while?
( browser still relating boring anecdotes into a void on, Sun 19 Sep 2010, 17:43, closed)

It was called The End...
...and with good reason. Another time I looked round to find everyone had those Maori facial tattoos, and my then girlfriend had grass and daisies growing out of her head.

Christ.
(Monkey Tennis isn't Spartacus, Tue 21 Sep 2010, 12:13, closed)