Previously on I went to Brighton....We got fucked and Conor and Jaime went back to the fourty year olds house.
So I awoke with my brain and body disintergrating, looking around and seeing everyone else was in the same state. We reminisced the night before, as you do, then we ventured out for liquid and air. As we walked out the gates low and behold, down the road was Conor with no shoes on, half a bottle of wine and Jaime on the phone to the disgusting man, Spencer Wale. Conor was, as per usual, corpsed. And Jaime was arguing with Spencer over the fact that he was wondering where his twenty pound note went, it was in her pocket. They told us spencer lived in a squat and his walls were filled with football shirts. Conor was saying he loved the wall, which was half plain, and that he loved Spencer, 'Andrew, I fucking love you. Honestly, I fucking love you. Oh sorry, I meant Tom. Tom, I fucking love you. Oh yeah, Spencer! Spence, I fucking love you. Really, I do!" and that he wanted to liver there. Also, I heard, Spencer had so many moles, they confronted him about it. Apparently they sat in his squat all holding hands, also telling him how they were going to live there. When we saw Jaime she was still dripping from the gash. The reason being a black toothed man went down on her under the covers; she denies, well actually can't remember, but Conor recalls his head going under the covers. All I can say is LOL.
We waddled along the high street, I went into Macdonalds to get a drink, I came out with a meal and then we went to sit on the beach. After a while Conor, Hobbs and Alicia went back to the flat, we continued to lay there becoming filthy on the pebbles.
We soon scraped our feet back to the flat, I had a little ride on the bike again, then as we approached the window Conor threw his head out, just in his boxers and squeeled 'Spencer left a grammmmmmmmm'. To our astonishment, the lovley mans pocket was that little bit too wide. Conor had a shower, burnt himself because he couldn't work out the heat temperature. Jaime was already bright red for the wind on the beach decieved her, seriously, she was red.
I have to state that Stacey had parked in a place she shouldn't have and luckily enough we saw her car getting clamped out the window and ran to the rescue. Alicia helped her find a parking space, rather fucked, in boxers that made her look like she had a penis, unless tissue/sock was down there, and they had to walk back bare foot like it. A very funny sight.
After monging out a lot we started drinking, had a couple doobs and, seriously, some brilliant quotes came out during that session, especially from Alicia. 'What's a feotus?' being a favourite, then, after seeing an american car (steering wheel on left) 'Do people in Brighton drive on the other side of the road?' Then she wanted to iron her shirt so she tried using her leg as the surface, then after learning it would singe her; she thought she could use the air as a surface! She invented a new animal accidently called a piguin (cross between a penguin and pigeon), and had trouble asking for a packet of prawn cocktail crisps; 'Can I have some prawn cock, prawn cocky I mean prawn cock crisps please?' We also learnt the night before Alicia ran up to a couple or a man and screamed 'BLUB WUBWUB!!', in their face, then realised what she had done, apologised, and said' I don't know why I did that', again, all I can say is LOL. I tell you there was many a giggling fits from about 3pm til 10pm. I can't even remember some of them, but I'm sure more classic quotes will come to me soon.
Now, after finally leaving the flat we walked about an hour to pick someone up (Harry) then ended up in Vavoom ater R Bar. Drinks were bought many times courtesy of Harry and yet again more giggles, smashed glasses, and Jaime coming in every half hour with a new chick from Revenge, I decided to follow seeing as she was getting lucky, I was not so, I was approached by a man with a wife and kids, but curious. Half an hour he followed me, he wern't too bad, but too many times did he say I was good looking and that he liked me, I was off, the only time I went into Revenge was to buy cheap drinks and take them into Vavoom. Jaime gave my facebook to this man, cheers, yet to be added. I was in and out of Vavoom, physically and mentally, too many shots, and just general goneness so other stuff may have happened but I cease to remember atm. Conor then left with Harry and soon after we left.
We laughed our way home, walked this time, until I reached the glorious bikes, of course I have to hop on, with a glass of beer in my hand. I rode down the street and screamed 'I'M A NUTTER!' On the final syllable I collided head long into a communal bin and splatted onto the floor still holding my precious pint aloft. After getting over the pain in mine and my peers stomachs we entered the flat and continued the party, but it was just me, Hobbs, Alicia and Stacey, where was Jaime? She soon turned up with a stalker of Hobbs, the boy, Chris, said he was a very good friend of Hobbs, Hobbs had a different story. Chris was bullied I'm afraid to say, I wasn't the instigator but while he tried to sleep Alicia, kept asking if he could hear her?. Repeatedly. He was getting very annoyed, she then asked him to get up and find out who was snoring. I was asleep through all this. The next morning we found out he was going to rehab soon, but then coming back after a week to get fucked on ket. Money waster? as well as time? He left after many joking comments over many things, like his tattoo over his dead father, who wasn't actually dead? What?
Then Spencer was back on the scene, trying to meet up with Jaime, who played along, so much he ended up riding up and down the road on his push bike. After a while he got the picture and left. We said our goodbyes to the famous Hobbs, thanked him for having us and showing us a great time, we shall definately return. We went and got some food, I was still out of it and couldn't really speak. But I shall tell you now, a few days at Brighton is very sexual, gay or straight, and a great party. Conor is luckily enough to go back this weekend for Pride but I am saving myself for Newquay. The blogs on that I'm sure will be huge, hope you've ejoyed my three day biography, may not sound as good for reading is not as good as experiencing, but thats very hard to describe. Oh, and if you havn't read the first day of Brighton, then I recommend, very eventful. Adieu.
@leeglasscock
Friday, 31 July 2009
Thursday, 30 July 2009
I went to Brighton
Woke up hungover Monday morning. Time for Brighton....I'm going to be sick. But alas, I clambered into Staceys car with Jamie and Alicia, but wheres the notorious Conor? Of course, typical Conor he got home gone 12 that afternoon from God knows where. So we pick him up, of course, he's corpsed, but we're all still game and the drinking commences. Alicias the first to feel it, stripping in the car. I took my top off as well, didn't want to be boring. Oh and at the service station Jaime fell in the mud, just state that there. And now, the London riff raff are in Brighton. Meet Hobbs at the door, the man hitting us up with digs in his flat aka crack den. Also showing us how to have the best time in Brighton ever. After a couple of beers we hit the beach, I am straight into the sea, which ended up being a very scary experience, the currant was so strong an I was drifting, the waves were also the biggest I have ever seen, I was getting knocked all over the place, swallowing shit loads and was being forced near the old pier. Fuck that. Back to the flat, floppy doob, plenty of alcohol and chicken, Alicia passed out, and very soon we were ready to take on Brighton. On the way we found bikes and rode them, end of that story. To the R Bar, cheap snakebites and some lovely people, and a very fit lesbian girl kissing her girlfriend, I was gutted, and had a boner at the same time. Next club was Ghetto where we drew on walls, Conor got a blowjob in a booth and I played about 3 games of pool with a girl I fell in love with at the time, lesbian of course. Me and Stacey both turned bi because of this girl, she was dressed like a boy wearing a hat, yet she was a girl...what does this mean? fucking with my, and her sexuality here. I think we got kicked out but I'm not sure, I remember the strobe on the stairs tripping me out though for I was gone at the point in time. Conor and Jaime spoke to tramps and I don't know what I was doing but we ended up at Bar 150 where only Hobbs and two lady friends could get in, for he was a regular and I got there a minute too late. Pissed. So I argued with the bouncer but soon gave up and Hobbs came down and apperently Alicia was on the podium trying to get with gay guys or some sort. It was time to leave so we went to the next bar; Legend. I found a girl on the street talking to them, I think they dragged her out from 150, she was a lesbian but I didn't know that, spoke to her for a while, Jaime talks to her for 2 minutes and they're eating eachothers face off, and one or the other went down in the toilets. Nice. I think I danced, can't really remember but after a while I believe someone got us chucked out for their drunkeness, not mentioning any names, Hobbs. And a lot of abuse was thrown at them bouncers, and I do believe Jaime punched one of them in the face to solve the problem and to get us back in.. . . . We staggered on to Vavoom. It was tiny and I just remember walking in and out and talking to random girls, there was a few old men in there and Conor was getting followed by one all night, I dragged him away from him and after some time of shit I can't remember, except from Hobbs throwing up over the railings and struggling to stand, I found his wallet, go me, we got in the car. (I'm really not flattering Hobbs in this blog but he is a character) We arrived home in two seperate cabs and an old man clambered out of one of them. Well he was about 40, going bald and had rotten teeth, who the fuck? Only the wonderful great Spencer Wale who fell in love with Jaime. He was in the flat, I don't even know why, but Alicia threw in some sarcastic comments, Hobbs left the room, one second later he storms in and shouts GET OUT! I then said we felt unomfortbale with him being there and he threw a strop and was making Jaime come with him. Alicia screamed her head off out at the gates at this man who seemed very pissed off, and now Conor was on the band wagon to leave with him, oh Conor. After a while they left and we collapsed in our own mess, I slept in three different places that night. I woke up with chicken on my stomach and felt like I was rotting away. Lets stay another night! To be continued....
Thursday, 23 July 2009
TRUE BLOOD
It may just beat Califironication, How I Met your Mother, Friends, Scrubs, Skins, InBetweeners, Peepshow....maybe not Peep Show, but a lot of programmes. I have becom an addict. I don't know if its on British television yet, or if it will be at all but I downloaded the whole first series, which took me a week for they are hour long episodes, but it was so worth the wait. Its about Vampires, which I already have a love for because of my obsession with the Buffy series, and the plot lines are gripping. Not just classic Dracula, or martial arting Buffy, but Vampires that are become commercialised in the modern world, and accepted by civilisation for many are becoming mainstream, and good, but the race is still frowned upon. you have to watch it; the sex scenes are amazing, the girls are fit, and it makes you want to be a vampire. haha. I promise you, download it, and you will not be dissapointed, I walk around now in my own little imagination snarling as if I've got fangs. Imagining running really fast and feasting on people I don't like, or really sexy ladies. I had an imagination thing earlier when my mum wasn't in. I shut the door and sinked into it, made up a scenario where i protected my friends form being mugged, I wasn't their but I sensed their pain, I ran as fast as light, broke a kids hand and threw two others into eachother, picked upa boy and threw him over my back into a fence, all hapening very fast. I practised this little scenario a few times til I got it right. No I'm not a skitzo, but when my musics on, I'm alone, I tend to go off into these. Lately I am a vampire and I will make up many facts and stories about it, so it could actually be true. This will go on for a while. I am strange.
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