
Thinly-disguised entrances to Hell where bad things happen. Tell us your dancefloor disasters.
( , Wed 8 Apr 2009, 12:35)
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This eminds me of the time when I spend a lot of my night harassing the club DJ to play Billie Jean only to be told he had just played my request. Slightly embarrassing.
( , Tue 14 Apr 2009, 15:29, 2 replies)

I was so drunk and annoyed at how long the requests queue was that I didn't realise my song was halfway through when I asked for it
( , Tue 14 Apr 2009, 23:26, closed)

I'll drop the pen, or be so intent on holding the pen level that I drop the rest of me, or miss the paper completely.
The best I can hope for is to be writing really big and leave a post-it note that says
_______
|subwa-|
|ys.......|
|..........|
_______
( , Wed 15 Apr 2009, 9:29, closed)
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