I like darts.

(Pookie Bear had some very shiny foez, Tue 24 Sep 2013, 9:55, 1 reply, 11 years ago)

Arrerz.
I once took a mate who was becoming an actOR to a pub near me in Dalston, when Dalston was still a shit-hole - The Docker's Fists or something.

It was full of MEN being MEN, drinking LAGER, and looking at the TITS on Page 3 of The Sun, because they were MEN. There were a couple of blokes playing darts, and I went up to the bar, and said "Alright love - pint of Foster's, and ... what are you having?" turning to my mate.

He looked along the bar, considered for a bit, and then tapped me on the shoulder and said "Oh my god - do you know what I'd like? Could I have a glass of white wine with an ice cube in it, please?"

I have rarely drunk a pint so quickly.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Tue 24 Sep 2013, 10:02, Reply)

csb

( tangledupinblue hairy badge with moving eyes, Tue 24 Sep 2013, 10:03, Reply)

clownfish seeking bream?

( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Tue 24 Sep 2013, 10:07, Reply)

Dalson is still a shithole.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 24 Sep 2013, 10:08, Reply)

Is it? I haven't been there for about 10 years.
My boss goes out there with his trendy friends, and tells me it's got some reeeally cool bars and great little restaurants there.

When I started living there I was told off by my flatmate for getting cash out of an ATM during non-daylight hours.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Tue 24 Sep 2013, 10:11, Reply)

One of my pals lived there for a bit.
The morning after he moved in he couldn't get out of the front door as it was taped off as a crime scene following a multiple shooting in the African nightclub next door. It's not like that any more but it;s full of pricks rather than dodgy nignogs these days.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 24 Sep 2013, 10:15, Reply)

Yeah that sounds about right.
It was in Dalston that I saw an incredibly well-built gentleman punch a young lady full in the face, but he then had the absolute shit beaten out of him by a further six apparently unconnected but socially-conscious gentlemen, so it was OK.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Tue 24 Sep 2013, 10:24, Reply)

parents, eh?

( rachelswipe with a fork, Tue 24 Sep 2013, 10:27, Reply)

To be fair, she did have quite an annoying face.
Certainly after he'd punched her.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Tue 24 Sep 2013, 10:30, Reply)

I ran a completely unsuccessful club night in the Brewery Tap there, a couple of years ago.
It was the final nail in my clubland coffin.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 24 Sep 2013, 10:27, Reply)