Malia Red Bull
We were in one those horrid fuckwit bars in Malia, all neon lights, red furniture, sunburnt clientelle and godawful music. The sort of bar where the DJ talks over the music constantly and the playing of Wake Me Up by Wham warrants a cheer from the low expectation having crowd.

We were genuinely having a great time.

Then in walked every holiday resorts nightmare, around 10 spiky haired lads in matching T-Shirts. You know, the ones with Baz the Shagger that kind of thing. They ordered what must have been 30 glasses of Vodka and Red Bull, the Ratboy drink of choice and commandeered a table covering it with glasses. (close your eyes and picture this table of glasses. It's relevant).

One of the Blazing squad had taken exception to my friend Matt, who stood 6'4". Normally a mistake, but in their drunken state, they rightly had safety in numbers. Matt laughed along quietly before taking two of the aforementioned glasses to the toliet with him, emerging a couple of minutes later with two glasses of steaming Vodka and Red Bull which were placed on the table.

The similarity between Vodka & Red Bull and Piss is uncanny and has to be more than coincidence. We then made a swift exit, but the thought of one of them drinking this then spitting it out covering at least of his friends is enough to make me smile.
(Peacocke, Wed 8 Apr 2009, 15:34, Reply)