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Maybe so Pots, but why not tell the ladies and gentlemen what time you left really.
You're all a bunch of light-weights!
I was there till the end, till the last playing of "WAR! What is it good for" and the damning bright, bright lights.
I danced with Mark Little, watched him hike up his left trouser leg and start dancing in a way that reminded me of a masonic jockey.
It was a fab, fab night, and it was great to see those who were out.
Mixmage: another stunning gig my friends, pissed or not you guys are great.
Harmony: hope the singing lesson went well, and can you thank your mate Rick for answering my idiotic questions on the way down to the club.
Potguns: what can I say sir, always a pleasure, although deserting me at three in the morning will take some apologising for. I shall think up something decent for your atonement :-P. No Mate it was a great night, sorry about your mates phone though, hope it didn't but too much of a damppener on his night. The photos will be developed soon and somehow will make there way on-line, if not here, then to my own special little area. |
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