Wreck-a-party-rock!

Het Squiddy, how happy are you today?

Super-uber happy my livejournaling chums, for last night I went to the Bierkeller to see King Kurt, who were just as good as I was hoping they would be. And things were good and proper and right as most people there had turn ups and DA's. And there were flaming top hats and flying shoes (although I missed those bits), double bass spinning, flour bombings and the best way to make a band do an encore ever: steal their microphone and carry on dancing and singing their songs without them.

And because xxxrated was there, there were large quanties of alcohol which resulted in extra added clubbing, debauchery, memory loss and (in xxxrated's case) a bad hangover and a case of the DT's. Ha.

We're doing it all again tonight.

Notes to self:
1. When going out drinking, try and remember to eat at least one proper meal during the day.
2. Do not drink xxxrated's dirty pints. Oh, alright then - maybe just one.