New term, new decades. That was the plan, but it went all horribly wrong.
The evening started nice enough a few drinks in Bishops then onto the Academy. When we got inside the sanctuary of Chicken Joe's had gone replaced by a hot dog vendor.
It was clear I should of bought my night vision goggles as the place was darker than Finnegans and that's dark, also the toilets are now portaloos and the music is believe or not, even worse.But despite this we grouped together, got drunk and had a good if not spectacular evening.
R.I.P Decades |
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