Same 'club', different weeks...
When I say 'club', I mean what passes for a club in this shithole town...

Anyhoo, I digress...

Strike 1: Me and the then new SO decided to hit town after an afternoon of lager, sambucca, there may have been absinthe included somewhere along the way too...so we're there and I'm DANCING! (well, flinging my extremities wildly about anyway), and we're getting quite um...amorous. One thing led to another and before we know it, the door personnel are asking us to get dressed and leave - oops, apparently stripping on the dancefloor is a no-no then.

Strike 2: Maybe 2 weeks later. Having learnt our lesson about the dancefloor and stripping rule, we were forcibly ejected after being caught in the ladies toilets engaged in what can only be described as 'frenzied monkey shagging' - personally, I think we were grassed up by a disgruntled female who couldn't drag her bloke in/cubicles were full.

Other than those, I tend to avoid clubs...
( snee held his breath since, Wed 8 Apr 2009, 13:28, Reply)