And I got such bad vibes off him.
He was probably alright, but he was like the opposite of the people I love to death.
He didn't say hello, and although I went and shook his hand, I was getting a really sinister feeling from him, like you do when there's an imposter or something aboard the enterprise in the old Star Treks and no-one else is aware!
He whistled whenever he said his 's's. And his face was so odd. REALLY smooth, like a baby. But he had no eyebrows, and the worst hair in the world: like really gelled and in a gigantic side parting. I know his appearance didn't matter, but again, I felt like I couldn't trust him.
And they were watching RUGBY while we were playing. FUCKING RUGBY! No music. Not even football. Or Babecast HAHA. RUGBY.
SO anyway I went out after like 15 minutes, which must be a new record.
Anyway. Someone call me a name. I'm in the mood to go out and dance, but that changeling creature STOLE my money.