When the night progresses to you pashing chicks or groping boobs, it’s time to stop drinking (and I don’t utter that phrase very often at all).
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May 29th, 2005 at 5:26 pm
or in my case, dancing around midnight shift on stage with your top off and pouring water over your head, thats when its time to stop drinking.
May 29th, 2005 at 5:27 pm
You do realise Adam and I will randomly wander in there one night, and totally bust you, don’t you? ;)
May 29th, 2005 at 6:40 pm
Yes that is the risk that i take :D
May 29th, 2005 at 6:49 pm
it’s depressing when a gay man has touched more boobs than me (but, i guess i do have an excuse)
May 29th, 2005 at 7:39 pm
you don’t have any hands?
May 30th, 2005 at 12:17 am
you have no idea how hard it is to subtley feel up a woman with bloodied stumps
May 31st, 2005 at 11:27 am
heh, i think i saw you at the Shift Ben.
May 31st, 2005 at 5:14 pm
Your tit groping fetish is becoming a real problem.
May 31st, 2005 at 6:11 pm
A mate commented to me that when I’m drunk, I turn straight. I’m starting to wonder.