The story at least starts in a pub
I wondered if this girl is actually a closet B3tan after she came out with this line. So I can and will name names just to see.

~~wavy lines for back in time~~

The story starts in a Godawful 80's bar in Dundee, and it just so happened to be karaoke night. There was a small group of us, not that we were singing, it's more fun just to giggle at the people massacring (sp?) their way through the tunes.

After getting rather merry on overpriced and rather inferior vodka, it was decided to migrate to the only half-decent mainstream club in the city. Now not even wild horses could get me into that wretched place, but I was a deluded student at the time.

"Happily" dancing away to some terrible music in the club, I notice that Laura has been mislaid. She's with karaoke-organiser-guy and appears to be sucking face with him.

Bemoaning the lack of a camera, I alert the rest of the group to see her antics.

The next day, Nicola tells Laura what she was doing and Laura comes out with the immortal line "Pictures or it didn't happen."
(Meya, Wed 11 Feb 2009, 14:24, 3 replies)

So, you'd have started off in Yuppies and ended up in London?
If not, where were you?

I didn't know there WAS a decent mainstream place in Dundee, and I was at the pub pretty much every day for 4 years at uni...
( uberdeity Wondered why Owen Lars knew of the term "hell" on, Wed 11 Feb 2009, 15:44, closed)

Ended up in Fatties.
I never ever ever go to London now since I used to work there.

Fatties is decent in comparison!
(Meya, Wed 11 Feb 2009, 15:51, closed)

Fat Sams??
That's a decent place for a night out.

Me and 4 mates went on a weekend trip to The City of Discovery in October and ended up in Sam's both nights.

The upstairs bar is highly recommended with a highly acceptable totty factor. It was not what I was expecting in Dundee anyway.
(Reverend Fister "a disciplined fuckwit", Wed 11 Feb 2009, 16:06, closed)