Whenever I'm at uni I usually go out and get wrecked every Monday night, but occasionally I'll mix it up on different nights. Last time I went out was with my flat mate, we started off in a shitty pub, necked about 4 pints of lager, had some massive pitcher of coke/vodka mixer. Couldn't even say what it actually was, all I know is it made me heave. We nearly got into a fight with some fat guy because we were standing up the bar and accidentally bumped into him twice. Not our fault he took up the whole fuckin' room. After that we went to a shitty rocker club that smells of feet. After a couple of Jagerbombs and another couple of beers we decided the place was a dive and went on to another place that was a bit more 'up market'. As it was a Monday most places weren't fully open and the place we ended up in was 2 floors but only the ground floor was open. We snuck upstairs where it was completely empty and went behind the bar and started fucking about with a £500 bottle of grey goose before the bouncer found out and asked us to go back down stairs. Then we tried out our usual lame chat up lines on the ladies before leaving for home to round off the night with a domino's.
I only tend to drink when I go out, but when I do the quantities are incomprehensible.
I only tend to drink when I go out, but when I do the quantities are incomprehensible.
