Shacked
Haugh.
Right. Took Liam and Neil to Hampden to see Scotland play pish and draw 0-0 with Slovenia. Which was quite nice of me. That was on Wednesday.
Today? Ach, was lovely, so time for the park. Tanned a few, then the Halt for a David Bowie tribute band. They were awrite. Eve believes they were better than the dude himsel', but... hey. (Bum). In attendance I think were mysel', Ruth, Sarah, Eve, Steve, Gibby, Dec, Shakedo (later on), Rico, James. Dec, Shakes, Rico and I trooped to Subbie for drinks. Gash. Then a rallyage to the Garage, where the bouncers were SHANNERS and there was dingyage, much to a well-rounded chorus of disappointment, dissolved as it was by a volley into the Shack.
Ah-ha!
Well, the music was no' three bad, but some chick pure KO'd on dance floor - "ULTIMATE KAY-OH" - Lads thought her to be on a bad ACID trip, which was odd as later on in the night "Stuck in the middle with you" was played. Now. Listen carefully to the lyrics whilst imagining someone rallied out their box on LSD at a club. Almost funny, it was. Well, some more quality, such as Queen (Don't stop my pals) and the Ghostbusters theme, was sampled.
Overall verdict, perhaps there were too many dodgy fannies there. But t'was aye okay.
Afterwards, in Subway sandwiches, a total rocket was behind me and Spearo the weirdo in the queue and bantering drunken shite. She seemed to decipher my name (Speare probably informed her) and this was the conversation that sticks out in the mind:
Her: Michael, what are you getting?
Me: A Subway Melt.
Her: What's in that?
Me: Turkey, bacon, ham and cheese.
Her: What's that?
Me: It's 'turkey'... 'bacon'... 'ham'... and 'cheese'.
Her: Oh.
Me: You rocket.
Well, can't sleep, perhaps I'm meta-thingy-posing into a DIABETIC owl! I have to pack tomorrow :-(
Heard about the HAUGH... apparently it's HERRY. <---Shakespeare says this sometimes.... ???
Right. Took Liam and Neil to Hampden to see Scotland play pish and draw 0-0 with Slovenia. Which was quite nice of me. That was on Wednesday.
Today? Ach, was lovely, so time for the park. Tanned a few, then the Halt for a David Bowie tribute band. They were awrite. Eve believes they were better than the dude himsel', but... hey. (Bum). In attendance I think were mysel', Ruth, Sarah, Eve, Steve, Gibby, Dec, Shakedo (later on), Rico, James. Dec, Shakes, Rico and I trooped to Subbie for drinks. Gash. Then a rallyage to the Garage, where the bouncers were SHANNERS and there was dingyage, much to a well-rounded chorus of disappointment, dissolved as it was by a volley into the Shack.
Ah-ha!
Well, the music was no' three bad, but some chick pure KO'd on dance floor - "ULTIMATE KAY-OH" - Lads thought her to be on a bad ACID trip, which was odd as later on in the night "Stuck in the middle with you" was played. Now. Listen carefully to the lyrics whilst imagining someone rallied out their box on LSD at a club. Almost funny, it was. Well, some more quality, such as Queen (Don't stop my pals) and the Ghostbusters theme, was sampled.
Overall verdict, perhaps there were too many dodgy fannies there. But t'was aye okay.
Afterwards, in Subway sandwiches, a total rocket was behind me and Spearo the weirdo in the queue and bantering drunken shite. She seemed to decipher my name (Speare probably informed her) and this was the conversation that sticks out in the mind:
Her: Michael, what are you getting?
Me: A Subway Melt.
Her: What's in that?
Me: Turkey, bacon, ham and cheese.
Her: What's that?
Me: It's 'turkey'... 'bacon'... 'ham'... and 'cheese'.
Her: Oh.
Me: You rocket.
Well, can't sleep, perhaps I'm meta-thingy-posing into a DIABETIC owl! I have to pack tomorrow :-(
Heard about the HAUGH... apparently it's HERRY. <---Shakespeare says this sometimes.... ???