oh yeah and i dressed up as luigi :)
so yh we got to the hotel and unpacked there were 2 rooms, 3 ppl upstairs for katie, matt and someone else who was turning up on saturday. and 5 ppl downstairs for me, mike, shane, luke and danny. so we picked beds and then went downstairs for a drink and played a bit of connect 4.
which i thrashed at.yh got to know everyone a bit better, shane is the scarieest hippy in the world, hes so quiet but he like a tank. danny is a bit crazy and matt and luke had that brotherly love/hate thing going on. so we got our costumes on and laughed at each other for a bit and walked into town, in the park there was this huge like hot air boloon thing that looked like an old Victorian air boloon but it wasn't. anyway went to well i cant remember its name but it was bloody huge old pub/club place we had a few drinks, couple of cocktails, think i had a few sex on the beach, we left soon after coz it was pretty quiet in there so we headed off to walkabout, katie had some jump the q tickets so tht was a bit of a result, it was bloody packed in there, shane started getting eyed by this bloke who was looking for a fight fair enough he was dressed as a hippy but look at the size of him, he could flatten anyone. so we jumped onto the main stage and danced around,
pretty badly i might add by this point and some bloke was tring to dance with her up there with us and well nearly got beaten up by katie's bloke matt, im pretty sure its how all bar fights start, one guy does something wrong, other dude sees it and tell them to stop it, first guy cant hear what hes saying and doesnt stop, which looks like to the second guy that he ignoring what he said. anyway had some of the test tube shot things, i had a red one, they did cream and blue ones too.
shane by this point was so pissed he just kept wandering off for 45 mins or so until he fell into our direction agian. so downed our drinks, found shane and strolled over to bar:me couple doors down the road, this is when personally tings got good :)
got some drinks and found this pole dancing area bit thing and mucked around on that,some girls over there ovously thought they copuld do it properly but if they could i cant see them getting many dancesyh so we had a couple of these lumionous lard of cortails things, really taty ackually, wish i knew what they put in them, anyway had those, played on the rally racing thing in the corner, start talkin to these two med uni students in pyjamas, they were quite cool, played a bit of the rally thing with them. yh so danced away for couple of hours. katie was suprised with how, i dunno, confident i was i guess u know rather than the quite, grumpy lookin me, with is frankly just my face, i just allways looks stern anyway. so that placed closed up and we went to the kebab/burger shop down the road, much like an up market BBQ pit... yh had these gorgous doner keban wraps with some garlic suace i think, well they were nice, whatever and we took a taxi back to the hotel.
next day i woke up bout 10 and quickly went downstairs to skof some food down before they shut the breakfast buffet. went back to bed, erm and then we went off to look around the high street. had a wagamummas resturrant there, looked quite empty though.. when we got back i went and found this tiny hairdressers as i depreately needed my hair cut, this quite polish lady did it, lokked suprisingly nice ackually and went back and go ready for to go out.
yh so not much really happened this night first of all we went to a comedy club by the beach, it was underground, and had some food there before it started, the stand up guys were all pretty crap, one of them got no luarfs at all, he was overiously a friend of the comedians who hosted it, the guy was really upset like and said something along the lines of "well you overiously all hate me," this guys seems to me to be very much like the cliche of the sad clown, on the outside he tring to make everyone luarf and have a good time where ackually on the inside he has no self confidence and he jokes are almost fueled from hi own self hatred and depression.
the last comedian was good, this old londoner who had overiosly been doing this for years, he was telling a joke about taxi drivers half way through it when a guy who had been heckling all night, heckled him, now the old guy and the heckler started to get a repoure with each other and everytime he got back to where he was in the joke he would but in by the end of it everyone was giving thier two cents, the comedian had completely lost the plot and even added an exta part on he was so mixed up it went like " dont you just hate it when the taxi beeps his horn, you get the the family out the door and into the car and started taking the bags out one by one puttin 2 in the back and then two on the rest ofthier lap, and, the part that he omprovised, and one on the roof rack, the car doent have a roof rack as this suitcase has never existed in this joke before but i put it there anyway and you step into the car and he goes, "need any helps with the bags?" overiously he said it wot hbetter clatity and comedic timing but you get the jist. in the end he just stood ther as we harrassed him with jokes and heckling he just stood there, forgetting his act and improved with the stuff we were throw at him, metaphorically not literially. yh afterwards we stayed there for a bit and had a few drink and moved onto i presume the super club of bournmouth, we'd walked past it before but from the outside it looked a bit crap with all this hippy theme in it but it turn s out the mian part of the club wa at the back so we went round the corner to the main enterance,
blah il do the rest later..
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