Fear my power, for lo, I have ventured deep into the dark heart of the lair of Nic and the Tron and lived ot tell the tale.
Yes, I have spent the weekend in the company of our glorious leader and her foul-mouthed sidekick and a damn fine weekend it was too. I wandered up in an extremely easy journey on a rather empty Wint Express on the friday only to be informed that unfortunately Tilly wouldn't be joining us this weekend
Still, we carried on regardless, and after Nic arrived home (in her carer's outfit no less, insert rude comment about Nic in a nurse's uniform here as you wish), we went fora quick pint at the local and then she cooked us a lovely meal of rabbit curry and after a fairly large quantity of red wine, beer and whisky all round, we had what was quite possibly the most profane game of Super Smash Brothers ever
"FUCK!"
"SHIT!"
"COCK IT!"
"FUCKING COCK-MONKEY FUCKS!"
After that we watched Jacob's Ladder, discussed how blatently it inspired the Silent Hill videogames, and stayed up late talking various bollocks (The tron fell asleep on a beanbag and looked all cute and innocent, go mock him, now!)
I had a very odd dream that night on their sofabed in which I grew a highly impresive chin-beard whilst the Tron attempted to give me a very silly hair-style indeed. After waking up from that we went for a wander round Brighton and saw many interesting shiny things and suchlike. We then retired back to the Tron-cave for another excellent dinner from Nic of roast duck. It was then I repaid their kindness by making them watch The Adventures of Buckeroo Banzai. All I can say for this is I'm so, so, so sorry. I'd heard many good things about this film, about it being all witty and clever. Along with the extremely silly plotline I was expecting a very funny romp. Imagine my surprise when I saw a film so utterly boring and confusing that I doubt you could convince the director's mum to take an interest. Aah well, at least we drank some more and talked bollocks.
After another pleasant night spent on their sofa-bed we got up for what was unfortuantely to be my last day in Brighton. There wasn't much time for anything complicated so we just trundled along to a nearby ribs restaurant for a good meal before I crammed myself onto the bus back with a bunch of annoying people.
Yes, I have spent the weekend in the company of our glorious leader and her foul-mouthed sidekick and a damn fine weekend it was too. I wandered up in an extremely easy journey on a rather empty Wint Express on the friday only to be informed that unfortunately Tilly wouldn't be joining us this weekend
Still, we carried on regardless, and after Nic arrived home (in her carer's outfit no less, insert rude comment about Nic in a nurse's uniform here as you wish), we went fora quick pint at the local and then she cooked us a lovely meal of rabbit curry and after a fairly large quantity of red wine, beer and whisky all round, we had what was quite possibly the most profane game of Super Smash Brothers ever
"FUCK!"
"SHIT!"
"COCK IT!"
"FUCKING COCK-MONKEY FUCKS!"
After that we watched Jacob's Ladder, discussed how blatently it inspired the Silent Hill videogames, and stayed up late talking various bollocks (The tron fell asleep on a beanbag and looked all cute and innocent, go mock him, now!)
I had a very odd dream that night on their sofabed in which I grew a highly impresive chin-beard whilst the Tron attempted to give me a very silly hair-style indeed. After waking up from that we went for a wander round Brighton and saw many interesting shiny things and suchlike. We then retired back to the Tron-cave for another excellent dinner from Nic of roast duck. It was then I repaid their kindness by making them watch The Adventures of Buckeroo Banzai. All I can say for this is I'm so, so, so sorry. I'd heard many good things about this film, about it being all witty and clever. Along with the extremely silly plotline I was expecting a very funny romp. Imagine my surprise when I saw a film so utterly boring and confusing that I doubt you could convince the director's mum to take an interest. Aah well, at least we drank some more and talked bollocks.
After another pleasant night spent on their sofa-bed we got up for what was unfortuantely to be my last day in Brighton. There wasn't much time for anything complicated so we just trundled along to a nearby ribs restaurant for a good meal before I crammed myself onto the bus back with a bunch of annoying people.
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I know, I'm still a teen! muwahaha
Edited cause i said bed and 3 people a few too many times
[Edited on Feb 11, 2005 12:24AM]
I can't remember mine, although I'm told that's normally a good thing...
Not sure if I've already asked, but are you coming to the Go-Go dancing tonight? (Um, Friday)