Photos from Love & Hatred last night
This month's theme being school uniform, which may partly explain some of the fashion sense on offer here. I was going to be lazy and just leave you people in the cheap seats out there to caption these for yourselves, but then I changed my mind. Whether you think I made the right decision or not is something I don't particularly care about.
Clearly it was going to be that sort of night.
"Now let's see if this handy new Internet-enabled phone thing can download the Schnappi Schnappi Krokodil song for me... oh fuck, I've been rumbled."
Despite his best efforts, Jeff was unfortunately unable to find a shirt that perfectly matched the colour of the wrist stamp.
"What do you mean 'go to the headmaster'? I AM the headmaster!"
General crowd shot...
I have to say, it takes a certain amount of dedication to rock up to a club with one's leg in this sort of state. Or maybe it just requires desperation.
"...But why can't I go and dance with Kitty and Nancy?"
"Because one, they've already got men and two, Kitty will just get you confused with Lou like she confused Lou with Nancy on Facebook. Now stop groping my arse."
"Oh fine, I'll go and play with Ash and Matt Hell then."
"OK, but be careful you don't wind up joining The Graphics..."
"Can I join Benleesacarnt?"
"...OK."
"Cunt! Just for this, and for that comment above, I'm uninviting you from Roisin's birthday party!"
"...What do you mean this pole doesn't lead to the Batcave? Oh fuck..."
The amazing Grace.
Ah, young love.
Ah, young love...?
"Ho ho! If I just stand casually here and take a shot of something/anything, I'll instil a deep feeling of camera envy in James! What a bastard I am!"
"It's not the vest that's constricting me, it's this fucking clerical collar crushing my airways."
"Well you haven't turned a funny colour yet, so stop whining."
"...And if I press here, it makes the right hand shoot up and the tongue stick out just like this..."
Ah, young l... oh, forget it.
Clearly it was going to be that sort of night.
"Now let's see if this handy new Internet-enabled phone thing can download the Schnappi Schnappi Krokodil song for me... oh fuck, I've been rumbled."
Despite his best efforts, Jeff was unfortunately unable to find a shirt that perfectly matched the colour of the wrist stamp.
"What do you mean 'go to the headmaster'? I AM the headmaster!"
General crowd shot...
I have to say, it takes a certain amount of dedication to rock up to a club with one's leg in this sort of state. Or maybe it just requires desperation.
"...But why can't I go and dance with Kitty and Nancy?"
"Because one, they've already got men and two, Kitty will just get you confused with Lou like she confused Lou with Nancy on Facebook. Now stop groping my arse."
"Oh fine, I'll go and play with Ash and Matt Hell then."
"OK, but be careful you don't wind up joining The Graphics..."
"Can I join Benleesacarnt?"
"...OK."
"Cunt! Just for this, and for that comment above, I'm uninviting you from Roisin's birthday party!"
"...What do you mean this pole doesn't lead to the Batcave? Oh fuck..."
The amazing Grace.
Ah, young love.
Ah, young love...?
"Ho ho! If I just stand casually here and take a shot of something/anything, I'll instil a deep feeling of camera envy in James! What a bastard I am!"
"It's not the vest that's constricting me, it's this fucking clerical collar crushing my airways."
"Well you haven't turned a funny colour yet, so stop whining."
"...And if I press here, it makes the right hand shoot up and the tongue stick out just like this..."
Ah, young l... oh, forget it.