St Patrick’s Day!

Alright, so picture this, me and Lindsey arrive at Charring Cross, 100% stone cold sober to meet up with Pad . What do we see… 12 year olds wearing belts for skirts, as the older man I am I turn the other cheek and slap my self in awe at the fact that their mums are following them about, fucking random or what!

Any way, we started the night at The Langley, I don’t think I’ll ever go there again, total waste of time, what bar puts a big fucking banner outside saying “St Patrick’s day Party 2007″ and not sell the #1 essential… Guinness! Any way we were out there like a shot and wondered about for a bit, until we found the place we went last year, Waxys Little Sister (as usual Waxy O’Connors was rammo).

Waxys Little Sister is amazing every year on St Patrick’s day, every one’s out for a laugh except for the few twats who throw drinks off of the balcony onto the bar. They seem to have an endless supply of Guinness and they play pretty decent music as well. Once time was called we had no idea where to go, so we wondered off to Zoo. Absolutely wasted by then the rest of the night was a blur, and I could feel the bass from the speakers in Zoo churning my stomach and could tell it was time to leave.

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