When I finish work in the pub, its not unusual for me to leave my jacket and bag in the Oz Bar while I sink a few drinks in Opium (the metal club around the corner). Due to the fact that I now catch a cab home every night, I usually wait in the darkened bar for a taxi while drunk people spill out from all the clubs near by. My favourite game, while I wait for a cab, is to hide in the darkness and wait until some drunk guy (or, to a lesser extent, girl) starts pissing on/in the pub doorway. I then bang on the inside of the door and yell Ill swallow your soul! in my gruffest voice. I then giggle as he (she) runs up the road, zipping himself (herself) up as piss dribbles down his (her) leg. Its the simple things...
Posted on: Sat, 08 Nov 2014 03:54:44 +0000