I'm not a nights out person, usually.
But when I do go out, they usually end up being very weird. Like a Scottish female friend of mine dragging me and several friends into a lapdance club and paying for private dances for each of us, including her boyfriend. Poor lad was so confused.

Oh, and the best cereal? Cinnamon Toast Crunch.
(The Luggage is haunted..., Wed 29 Jun 2011, 10:48, 1 reply, 15 years ago)

*Cinnamon Toast Crunch fives*
When they changed the name to Cinnamon Grahams it was the end of an era.
(wellgroomedwookiee is a filthy-minded hobgoblin, Wed 29 Jun 2011, 11:06, Reply)

Finally
At least there are some hallmarks of civilisation here!
(The Luggage is haunted..., Wed 29 Jun 2011, 11:09, Reply)

There was once a time,
a golden, crunchy, cinnamon-y, time, when I would eagerly get up early to enjoy a bowl before work. I blame that name change for all that has gone wrong in my slovenly, apathetic life.
(wellgroomedwookiee is a filthy-minded hobgoblin, Wed 29 Jun 2011, 11:20, Reply)