Picture yourself drunk and someone suggests an idea to get a free drink, you go for it yeah? Well I did! A free drink was offered to the first person to dance on the pole. So as sad as I was last night, drinking on my own too, I got up on the pole and kind of danced, well I say danced, I just swayed from side to side and smoked my ciggie. Everyone in there was watching me and even some chav lads were more better at dancing than me.
Well once I finished that I headed to the bar, got my free drink, then threw up twice in the urinal, then went home. Oh what a fun night. Though woke up this morning with a small tinsy hangover. :p