it all started on friday night, when we ended up in the roxy. again. hmm.
so, this man started talking to me, and the conversation went like this :
(him)'yeeeeeeeeeah i'm from croydon, big up to croydon'
(me) 'croydon is shit'
'heh? wooo croydon'!
'croydon is shit'
'have you ever been to croydon'?
'yes. unfortunately. to the cinema. it's also the only place i've ever seen a dogfight in the street'
'a dogfight in the cinema??!'
'no.... in the street'
'have you ever been out at night in croydon'?
'you know where the best place to go out in croydon is'?
'the best place to go out in croydon is Tiger Tiger'
'*shocked* erm, really. seriously? are you being serious? you're not taking the piss?'
*luckily dragged away*
wow. i really didn't think those people actually existed.
THEN. saturday afternoon. lying in bed hungover. we hear chanting coming down the road.
so, as you do, we climbed out onto our roof, and saw the following -
what i failed to video was this.
'GET UR TITS OUT, GET UR TITS OUT! GETURTITSOUTFORTHELADS! GEEEEEET UR TI-ITS OU-UT FOR THE LADS!'
so, i gave them the finger. which prompted -
'LESBIANS! LESBIANS, LESBIAAAAAAAAAAAANS' etc.