The Nights Out

Well Thursday was amazing! The foam party at Liquid I have to say, for me, was one of the best nights out I've ever had. It was weird talking to people and thinking soon they would be off to Uni and I'd never see them again. I'm kinda getting fed up of the whole "What did you get?" question which you just seem to say automatically now, the moment you see someone you reconise.

And there's so many times you can say to someone "Least you past" without it being patronising!

Anyway after Thursday night being such a awesum night out last night seemed a bit of a let down. When to Rach Collins 18th, had a bit of a boogie. LOL... I'm sure I'm the gay guy that dances at 18ths. The gay one which all the relatives don't mind but hope their son won't end up that way. LOL!

Anyway the taxi ride to Wigan was probably the hightlight of the evening. As a matter of fact it was probably on par with Thursday night. We were all sat there, talking about how to get Nat and Becky's younger sister's into Lux when a small LCD sceen came down from the ceiling and Cascada started placing. Then to top it all of some random disco lights came on! Best £2 I've ever spent on a taxi.

Anyway when we got to Wigan it was a bit shit.

So I got the 2 o'clock night bus home.

The night bus makes me laugh. You see guys getting on with some drunk slapper with her knickers up her crack and a pizza in her hand... classy bird. And in the back of your mine you think god he's gunna get some tonight... and she'll regret it in the morning. But being a gentleman he pays the whole £2 bus fair for her. Bless. And on the ride home their's always a old man you end up shout "shout up" to because he's sat at the back of the bus, alone, either singing some football chant, or talking about how the pigs took his beer off him.

O but the best people on the night bus are the sober asian students... You can tell they've got off at Wigan Northwestern, from Preston or something, and thought o there's a bus on tonight I'll get that home... saves getting a taxi... saves a bit of money... god Yoko your a genius! But the moment they step on the bus with their rucksack which is almost the size of them and a small red suitcase, their faces drop. BUT THEY'VE PAID! They can't get off the bus now! So they sit at the front holding onto their belongings for dear life. Bless them. They make me smile. And usually whilst this is happening the slapper with the pizza has usually thrown up down herself past out with legs wide open and fanny hanging out.

God its good to say your from Wigan!

Good times

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