i'll be honest
I was never that cool. Mostly there was beer and rock music and high energy, low coordination 'dancing' and sticky floors, ridiculous crushes that went nowhere and high fat breakfasts.

I could do this again, but friends keep wussing out
( Citizen Cavy Admires your passion for conformity, Fri 13 Jan 2012, 22:15, 2 replies, latest was 14 years ago)

I never even did that.
I've always been a sad old mare.
( b3th Not shit. Not mod., Fri 13 Jan 2012, 22:16, Reply)

It wasn't cool.
It was the very small bar of a downstairs club in Leeds which is now a strip-joint.

The DJ was astonishing - that's what hooked us.

Staff had no problem with punters scoffing lines off the tables but hated pissheads.

Ultimately it was a lot of pent-up nervous financial sector energy and angst built up during the week and dissipated on Friday night.

Yes, of course I'd do it again for the sheer sense of relief/release.
( The Disappointed Caravanner of the year, Fri 13 Jan 2012, 22:23, Reply)

Speed or coke?
I'm thinking speed.
Christ, you on coke? Scary thought.
( blaireau69 , the Cumbrian Travis Bickle., Fri 13 Jan 2012, 22:26, Reply)

Me on coke.

( The Disappointed Caravanner of the year, Fri 13 Jan 2012, 22:31, Reply)

You. On coke.
*shivers*
( blaireau69 , the Cumbrian Travis Bickle., Fri 13 Jan 2012, 22:56, Reply)

I became slightly irresponsible
But maintained my composure...

Did I buggery - how d'you think I managed to get married? Lisa was a bigger hoover than me.
( The Disappointed Caravanner of the year, Fri 13 Jan 2012, 23:04, Reply)

I never imagined this about you.
Fucking revelations, man.
This changes everything.
( blaireau69 , the Cumbrian Travis Bickle., Fri 13 Jan 2012, 23:17, Reply)

Were there breakbeats involved?
I love a good breakbeat.
(dozers, do fuck off ur a nob m8, Fri 13 Jan 2012, 22:27, Reply)

No.
He opened every night with "Groovin with Mr Bloe" and followed off that.

www.youtube.com/watch?v=aaQWOne1sfo
( The Disappointed Caravanner of the year, Fri 13 Jan 2012, 22:34, Reply)