So, another year, another beano. This year it was a well-behaved occasion, no concussions, no broken doors, just the lads gyrating randomly on the dancefloor, consuming unnatural amounts of damaging fluids - all of which impressed the ladies no end!
In the run up to New Year we had a few practise piss-ups. This included a night or two at Zanzibar.
Then there was New Year aproper. In typical fashion we'd all left each other to make the arrangements, and so none had been made. Nick hastily sorted out a night at a cheesy Birmingham hotspot - Baricuda. We got there late and it was still empty, but pint by pint it seemed to get busier and busier. By the end of the evening it seemed fantastic but this is more likely due to alcohol consumption than anything else.
Nick instantly homed in on the lady he wanted, she was dancing on the stage pleasuring the masses with her buxom physique and raw energy. Nick pursued her all evening, but it was worth the wait??
The shy retiring young lady Raven had had his eye on all evening turned out to be an unstoppable minx. Hmmm.
We got back home, and Nick climbed into Dave & Nadine's bed...... he was soon ousted.
