Nobody was going clubbing, it was only Dave who fancied going, but that seemed to be enough with everybody's inebriated reasoning for us all to end up in there. Met Crabbeman, then watched the usual scenario occur... then left shortly afterwards. This time I managed to make it out of the club without getting pummelled by the bouncers, so for me it was a good night.

"Pop it!"

Just practicing for Newquay.