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- you have no work in the morning
- you have, lets say, £75.
just curious, like.
(at this point I don't care where) > home at a ridiculous hour
what time do you start?
Rarely eat anything tbh but if I do it'll be before I get home / *or* before going somewhere that opens later. I'm a massive fan of all day drinking and starting early, but in the case of a night out I'll assume I go straight from work. It'll include a train beer.
(actually I normally forget to eat if I'm drinking loads.)
A really nice meal out for £75 for me and my wife.
start off early in the pool hall, move on to the pub. head off for a dance if it's going that way.
pakora on the way home : )
Loads of pool; loads of beers; bit of dancing. Then kebab on the way home.
Perfect night out.
Got to nice, fairly average restaurant and have a meal
Go to a pub which is busy but we get a seat and there's no bar queue - has music
Go to a club which is a bit of a coup, has a nice chill out room but also full of girls and isn't ludicrously expensive
Get invited to a random house party
Go there, get laid with a bevvy of sexy ladies
All go home in a free taxi
Something like that. Yeah.
Lots of different pubs
Lots of drugs
Lots of dancing
Will cost more than £75
Pizza on the way home
I am simple creature
plentiful meat, and good people.
play and drink.
to go out to a resturant for something to eat anf then go out out (if you get me). It's either one or the other: ie eating lots of food with a few glasses of red wine/beer and a tipple at the end or...
having a few beers whilst blowd drying my hair, followed by a few beers at a nice local pub or going to see some bands followed by lots and lots of dancing and drinking with chips from the kebab shop on the way home.
drinking and then chips
love both, but they take the edge of each other massively.
Dinner (unless too drunk for dinner) then home for drinking wine and relaxing.
I'm so over going to the pub for the sake of gong to the pub.
with friends, beers, food, bants etc
so that he would let you jizz over him.
oysters and drink at Clamato, onwards for a quick drink at La Bonne Nouvelle, straight into Rex until dawn, then keep it rolling right through the pm onto a sunday boat party at Concrete.
so I could pop out for a bratwurst or three as necessary. (or I could just stay inside and enjoy another type of bratwurst LOLOLOLOL)
i went from between the two one night last month. great buzz.
a small amount of food. Several bottles of wine then something stronger to see the night out with.
Getting shitfaced and playing music, helps me pretend I'm still young
large amount of alcohol at a club playing a mix of noisy indiepop bangers and those euphoric david guetta-y type songs that are in the charts at the moment (that all have a bit where a snare vst gets faster and faster and then there's a GIGANTIC synth riff: http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=i-gyZ35074k#t=48)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hbImUcwOlUE (original by anti nowhere league also acceptable)
I.E. A 20 MINUTE TAXI DRIVE AWAY
IF I'M OUT IN A CITY THE NIGHT WILL NEVER RISE ABOVE A 7 OUT OF 10 COS I CAN'T JUST FUCK OFF WHENEVER I WANT
and my head's drunk but my body's not feeling the effects.
and there's a nice mix of ages and a bar that does free snacks
Me lager, him cider.
Meet friends for predrinks in mine, all play a few records etc
Go to a club
Head to After hours club
Not face humanity for a number of days
after a few drinks head back to someones place and drink more whilst listening and dancing to music until all liquored up. Hit the clubs in town and drink more and dance whilst thinking about how alone and miserable I'm not.
Sit in a nice pub with nice beers that closes late.
Back to someones house to shoot the shit with a few of bottles of wine (that we'll pour and end up not drinking 'cos everyones too pissed).
Suddenly remember it's a Bank Holiday weekend.
...half way through your saturday night :)
Ohhh, no Sir.
...something hearty, probably a pizzeria that does house red by the carafe. Then a gig at a venue I like (let's say The Lexington in this scenario). Then drinks at a nearby pub afterwards before bundling onto the last tube home. Then drinks at a pub near home. Then crack open a bottle of wine on arriving home and falling asleep on the sofa waking up at, say, 4am.
...and pouring pretty much the entire bottle down the sink
Why retching at the smell of it the morning after - good times...
pubs, friends, food, easy ride home, not having to get up in the morning. Why is the reality often so much more difficult? People wanting to go to obscure places, twats infiltrating the group, kebab shops taking ages, no taxis. Especially New Year, always a let down.