Thinly-disguised entrances to Hell where bad things happen. Tell us your dancefloor disasters.
(, Wed 8 Apr 2009, 12:35)
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In retrospect, this is a story about drugs and nightclubs with no dancing, talking, embarrassment, poo, or any moving at all, really.
I'm getting the idea that I'm a pretty self-contained person.
That, or incredibly boring.
(, Wed 8 Apr 2009, 20:02, 1 reply)
... well yes boring, more perhaps shy and misguided. But I can imagine it was pretty rock and bread roll for Utah.
(, Thu 9 Apr 2009, 1:13, closed)
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