At the cashpoint in Watford town centre last night, Mark, Alex and I were waiting behind a couple who were handing out flyers for a drum and bass night in one of the bars.
Their conversation with me was as follows:
"Alright mate, come to Pane And Table tonight - got some kickin' drum 'n' bass goin' on" (man thrusts flyer at me)
"oh, well, we might do I suppose" (trying the fob off)
"come on, it'll be a wicked night. What music do you like?"
"rock 'n' roll"
-glazed look comes over tout's face -
"well that's not much good is it"
"well you asked the question."
We then went to Chicago's where we laughed at the woman with the thick-lined stockings dancing with Simi from the Eddie Murphy film 'Coming to America', got scared by the tall hideous ogre woman and laughed at Alex avoiding the midget he pulled a few weeks back....
Come morning, I woke up on the sofa and Mark fell asleep on the bathroom floor. Splendid.
Posted by jonola14 at October 2, 2003 01:53 PM