I had plans with the spudman to see the new underworld movie, however being me... this was pretty much the height of my planning. (I can't actually plan, I just have great ideas and hope others come up with the finer details)
So, we met on the train, shot the shit, caught up a bit and thus the afternoon began.. I wanted hair dye, so a quick stop at the rock collection sorted such issues, where i also decided the guy who served me was rather dollsome, and therefore got slightly annoyed that I was not wearing something which better showed off my bewbs!
After this we had to do a trip of all the cinema's in the city, trying to decide which had shows at times better serving our transport issues... it was like shopping with a bloody women, all the cinemas and we ended up at the first one!
Now, deciding our fate lay with the odeon, we decided we had time to grab a bite and whats more a pint! We also went to the 99p store, where they had all the munchies you could ask for, for 99p! All, apart from peanut M&Ms... this caused quite some trauma.... I settled on a cheap version (super nutsy) however Jay would have none of it... and off we went in search of the real thing!
Finally peanut M&Ms located and Jay happy ... off we went to the wildman! The Wildman (for those who don't know me that well) is a nice enough pub, but it is my backup plan! Since the closure of my local (The Marquee) i have started to drink there... having searched for a pub that has friendly staff and a decent jukie! I have started to feel comfortable there... to know the staff on a first name basis.. and so on, so...... imagine my upset to find all new staff, no familiar faces! For the most part though it appears unchanged.
Pint down and off I go to order number 2... when (and it sounds arrogant, but it often happens) my tattoo's caught the attention of a guy at the bar... this time it was the stars on my ace, but eventually lead to my revealing half my arm and shoulder... after chatting to this guy and his partner/ friend, he starts to ask about he piercings and how they stay in (yeah, really) ~ now i will backtrack a second to last time, when i went in there with Luke, which ended in some very drunk men rubbing his belly, leering over him and my having to step in and ask them to leave him be, so it seems strange people / events occur in this place... often ~ after a while this guy is asking to see the inside of my bars, he then asks if i wanna feel a big lump of metal in his face, grabs my hand and puts it on his jaw line (i feel nothing) however he clearly decided this was not sufficient and before i can do a thing, my finger is in his mouth (yes, really) again, i state ~ he had hold of my hand, I had no control!!! (again, I felt nothing, however i very much wanted my hand back!, so i said i did)
Finally we broke away, finished our pints and headed for the movie. Having purchased our tickets, (this took some time, as I felt the need to tell the girl who served us, and the man who checked our tickets, all about the man who had put my hand in his mouth and how violated I felt) located seats and pissed half a dozen times each, it was time to open the munch... my super nutsy smelt funny and were generally unpleasant, however, Jay finally had to relent and share them, as he had somehow managed to rip his bag open so forcefully that it rained peanut m&ms ~ causing me to snort some! Barely controlling my laughter I decided to look on facebook during the adverts, as Jay had said that Nims had inboxed me... I came across her status... this is what i read...
''Cap'n Nimmy O Negative
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