Pint of poo
As a student in Liverpool I used to attend a debauched "nightclub" in the city centre called the Crazy House. Three floors of £1 an alcopop mayhem. Top was dance music, the middle played indie and the basement was a sweaty death metal moshpit full of facepainted vampires. It was in the basement that I discovered one of these headbangers had laid a full on poo in a pint glass and perched it carefully on the bar. Replete with a peanut still undigested. Sorry.
(Backdoor Fury .. is my wrestling alias., Fri 6 Feb 2009, 16:39, 7 replies)

I LIKES THAT PLACE
*Krazyhouse
(dobbsey, Fri 6 Feb 2009, 17:08, closed)

I likes that place too
and ^^ is right....there's a reason it's called the K. ;)
( thiswasmyclone, Sun 8 Feb 2009, 1:39, closed)

Pfft
I remember when the 3rd floor wasn't even open and the 2nd floor played just as heavy music as the 1st floor.

Man, that place was a gem. Great music, fit girls and back in the day you could buy one bottle and get one free.

Now it plays chav music on the top floor, the 2nd floor is reserved for Blink 182 enthusiasts, but I believe the 1st floor is still quite heavy.
(mr-lizard Hell's teeth man!, Mon 9 Feb 2009, 2:47, closed)

those were the greatest days of my teenage life
got my first proper girlfriend and punch in the K2. Memories of hanging off the yellow girders with smirnoff ice in the other hand. :D

the K3 did kill it. That giant mirror ball gave me the fear every time I ended up beneath it!
( thiswasmyclone, Mon 9 Feb 2009, 3:36, closed)

Can't say I blame the headbanger
The bogs in the Krazy House are probably the worst in England.

Great club though. Never a bad night. Go there every time I'm back up.
( Scrumper, Mon 9 Feb 2009, 11:20, closed)

ahaha
The toilets make the night out in that place

Ive been going for the last 3 years, and still the same setlist

Recieved my first beating on k3 too

fun times
(dobbsey, Tue 10 Feb 2009, 20:11, closed)

I've only ever been in there once!
And left with a damaged kneecap (that's still giving me trouble 3 years later) and a scar.

I'd had my drink spiked, and fell onto a steel tipped stair without trying to brace myself, whoops!
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Mon 9 Feb 2009, 14:55, closed)