It was all good clean fun. Lobe loving fun.

Nothing was stolen (as far as I know) from Roti. Because we are well-behaved people. Much more drink was consumed back at the King's but Toni wouldn't stay open until 6, despite us asking very politely.

Then sambuca. Why? My mouth felt like a bird's nest this morning. Full of s**t and twigs.

Otto did indeed sleep in the dungeon, which I will endeavour to have more habitable in the next few months.

We also had to deal with some broken waifs on the way back to mine. If ever there was an argument for doing ketamine, they were the proof that it is a bad idea. Jesus, they were f**ked up. We called an ambulance, it seemed the only sensible course of action.

Posted By: APB, Oct 24, 12:09:53