Thinly-disguised entrances to Hell where bad things happen. Tell us your dancefloor disasters.
(, Wed 8 Apr 2009, 12:35)
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I remember cleaning up and picking up a pint of what looked like cider, only to realise it was body temperature
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(, Tue 14 Apr 2009, 13:11, 1 reply)
it could still have been Cider. You'd not even have known from the taste.
(, Tue 14 Apr 2009, 15:46, closed)
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