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Thinly-disguised entrances to Hell where bad things happen. Tell us your dancefloor disasters.
( , Wed 8 Apr 2009, 12:35)
Thinly-disguised entrances to Hell where bad things happen. Tell us your dancefloor disasters.
( , Wed 8 Apr 2009, 12:35)
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The poshest nightclub in town
There's a certain nightclub in Brum* which is an indie club, but underground and filth. Maybe it's the pound vodka and cokes which taste like petrol, maybe its the crumbling black walls, but the place itself is skany. And quite good fun, despite or because of the skank, its better than a lot of the megaclubs such as Gatecrasher.
Anyway, a friend of mine used to work behind the bar, and saw his fair share of fights. Apparently, ever weekend without fail, someone would get their nose broken, or their face cut.
The worst fight he ever saw was between eight or so people right in front of his bar. Everyone was pissed and mardy for no reason, and everyone was going hell for leather. In the middle of this carnage, was a girl who had taken her stilleto shoes off, and was slamming the hell in a guy's face. He was trying to defend himself, but he refused to hit her back as she was a lady. The heel thus carved out great chunks of his face, narrowly missing his eyes. Every time it went in, it would gouge the flesh.
He quit after that night
*snobs for those who are interested
( , Wed 8 Apr 2009, 15:33, 4 replies)
There's a certain nightclub in Brum* which is an indie club, but underground and filth. Maybe it's the pound vodka and cokes which taste like petrol, maybe its the crumbling black walls, but the place itself is skany. And quite good fun, despite or because of the skank, its better than a lot of the megaclubs such as Gatecrasher.
Anyway, a friend of mine used to work behind the bar, and saw his fair share of fights. Apparently, ever weekend without fail, someone would get their nose broken, or their face cut.
The worst fight he ever saw was between eight or so people right in front of his bar. Everyone was pissed and mardy for no reason, and everyone was going hell for leather. In the middle of this carnage, was a girl who had taken her stilleto shoes off, and was slamming the hell in a guy's face. He was trying to defend himself, but he refused to hit her back as she was a lady. The heel thus carved out great chunks of his face, narrowly missing his eyes. Every time it went in, it would gouge the flesh.
He quit after that night
*snobs for those who are interested
( , Wed 8 Apr 2009, 15:33, 4 replies)
I've been to that club.
To be honest I think its just Birmingham.
( , Wed 8 Apr 2009, 15:47, closed)
To be honest I think its just Birmingham.
( , Wed 8 Apr 2009, 15:47, closed)
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