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In celebration of the woman who went out for a quiet drink with friends after work, and ended up half naked, kicking a copper in the nads and threatening to smear her own shit over hospital staff, how have your best-laid plans ended in woe?
( , Thu 24 Mar 2011, 16:02)
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Twenty quid to get in, three rather gelatinous slappers once accessed.
Because I was pretty much sober, and obviously trying to stop the other two disgracing themselves, the dude overseeing the CCTV in the private rooms made me a cup of tea and let me watch the carnage. He even emailed me to remind me how much money my brother now owed me.
Good stuff.
( , Wed 30 Mar 2011, 14:13, 1 reply)
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The bouncers there are top notch. One of them posts on here from time to time. Also, the standard of the girls has increased, unless it's a stag night, in which case they could quite easily scare a police horse.
( , Wed 30 Mar 2011, 19:24, closed)
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