Thursday, 6 November 2008

Halloween

Anyone that knows me knows I love Halloween, I think it's because I get to dress up like a superhero and get really drunk with a reason. This year the venue was supposed to be Shunt, a club in the old London Bridge tunnel system. so we suited up, I was dressed as Hellboy (Which was rather impressive I might add) and we jumped on the tube.

When we got to London Bridge the queue for Shunt was fucking massive. So we joined the back of the line and waited, the queue was so big a bouncer was coming through the crowd picking out people not dressed up enough (HA, I was dressed far to awesome). Eventually we were told we wouldn't be getting in due to it being fucking packed.

After standing round the station for half an hour or so we decided to make a move, now, the original line up was me, Saeed, Sam, Matt and Joel. Dressed as Hellboy, A Warrior, Saeed, Dr. Horrible and Dracula respectively. Matt and Joel told us of a party we could head too but we didn't wanna go to a house party, so they went.

Don't get me wrong, as far as bro's go, we're inseparable. But we were just hedging our bets, So Matt and Joel went to the party and we arranged to meet up if something really cool happens.

Then there were 3.

We met up with 2 of Saeeds lady's friends (I feel bad I can't remember their names now, Hang on, they won't read this so, fuck it) and decided to go to the bar near Saeed's house. We got there and it was relatively quiet so we found ourselves a spot for the night and chilled.

After...several Scotch and cokes later I realized a few things,

1. The black community love me (Or, maybe Hellboy)
2. Saying daddy's home to women isn't an effective pick up line (But it's funny)
3. Covering my hand in red face paint and going for a piss straight after may not of been wise, but made my costume that much more Realistic.
4. Accusing your friends of replacing much loved Scotch with Diet Coke will not get them to buy you more Scotch, even if you think they did.

It was a pretty awesome night, on the way back we went to some place that do Kebab things, which, I essentially turned into a chicken Sandwich. The worst thing in the world though, is showering when you're a wee bit drunk, it's like an instant fucking hangover I wouldn't recommend it.

Well readers, that's enough of an insight into my life for now, I#m gonna go watch Ghost.

Stay Gold.