Sky took us out for a free bar escapade last night. Belushi’s, an inexplicably Australian-themed bar (staffed by Aussies) down by the station. Worked our way along the taps having a pint of each. Flirted outrageously with Carrie Oakey, featuring U2 and Stealer’s Wheel. Actually I remember Al and myself bemusedly receiving a bottle of champagne for our vocal efforts.
Entered the blinkered stage of pishedness where consequences are forgotten and the only motivation is to keep knocking back the mangle.
Seriously not legal this morning/afternoon. It is HALLOWEEN and I am PISHED.
31-Oct-03 at 12:25 pm | Permalink
stay pished until tonight baby doll, you have to be on form for the party. how do you fancy being goebbels to my hitler, you’d get to tell your beloved gestapo joke in style x
31-Oct-03 at 8:37 pm | Permalink
*bemused look*
Can’t decide if I want to go as a ballet dancer, or Keith from the prodigy! Better hurry up!
06-Nov-03 at 3:59 pm | Permalink
In the end went along with an eye-searing fitted surfer shirt and brown cords.
When asked “what have you come as?” I simply replied “I have come as an ASSHOLE,” an endearing gem of self-deprecation which got plenty of laughs.