Sweedish nightclubs vs. British nightclubs...

[seremtan]

i think this picture needs posting again, for justice

[Doombrain]

I once went to a nightclub in (I think) Hitchin, and these would have fit right in there. I fact they'd have been the hotties.

Fortunately I now have a job and therefore never, ever have time to go out.

i remember ending up in a club with birds like that in birkenhead once after a works do. a couple of years later i found myself in the arsehole of merseyside again on a kracus type mission and the same fucking place was the only familiar landmark i could think of (except for mcdonalds. but it was late, i wasn't buying crack and i didn't have a shooter).

security was a couple of fat blokes that couldn't find a bong in a leotard. went inside and the first thing that hit me was that they'd changed the place, refined it. there was still a fast food cafeteria opposite a bar on a raised dias. the dancefloor was still between them; 10 square metres of writhing mole people swathed in colours that nature could never combine. but they'd made the entrance into a mini-stage/podium, taken down the waist-high barriers around each section and covered most of the floors, the walls and the ceiling with mirrors.

i stopped for a moment on the entrance podium, held up by a couple of blokes in front of me. it was a few more seconds before i realised the ritual i was inadvertently taking part in by waiting on the podium. everyone in there knew that new people had arrived and among all the usual details of a skittish crowd were dozens of horrible slappers in miniskirts. they'd look at you in the mirrors, then move their feet apart and lean back, exposing their sweaty, knickerless gashes into infinite regression. it was like a glimpse into hell.

i've spent some time driving around toxtith (sp?) finding you know what. cars without wheels on bricks, ovens and burnt out washers in the street and CoD4 type debris in the street. fucking place...

also there's a bar just around the corner from sankies. it's a working mens club and we all piled in there once.
ended up singing karaoke before the club opened, all off our heads, had a great night. very friendly people. it was so fucking surreal.

[Ryoki]

Jesus creeping shit.

[Underpants?]

I once went to a nightclub in (I think) Hitchin, and these would have fit right in there. I fact they'd have been the hotties.

Fortunately I now have a job and therefore never, ever have time to go out.

i remember ending up in a club with birds like that in birkenhead once after a works do. a couple of years later i found myself in the arsehole of merseyside again on a kracus type mission and the same fucking place was the only familiar landmark i could think of (except for mcdonalds. but it was late, i wasn't buying crack and i didn't have a shooter).

security was a couple of fat blokes that couldn't find a bong in a leotard. went inside and the first thing that hit me was that they'd changed the place, refined it. there was still a fast food cafeteria opposite a bar on a raised dias. the dancefloor was still between them; 10 square metres of writhing mole people swathed in colours that nature could never combine. but they'd made the entrance into a mini-stage/podium, taken down the waist-high barriers around each section and covered most of the floors, the walls and the ceiling with mirrors.

i stopped for a moment on the entrance podium, held up by a couple of blokes in front of me. it was a few more seconds before i realised the ritual i was inadvertently taking part in by waiting on the podium. everyone in there knew that new people had arrived and among all the usual details of a skittish crowd were dozens of horrible slappers in miniskirts. they'd look at you in the mirrors, then move their feet apart and lean back, exposing their sweaty, knickerless gashes into infinite regression. it was like a glimpse into hell.

vivid

[Denz]

I think there may be ugly women in Sweden. :shock: (I know, I know)
There hasn't been any proof of such an occurrence because the Swedish government won't let them out of their huts. So actually getting a picture of one is almost impossible. I think I will go to Sweden to see for myself. I may be detained for trying to smuggle these pictures of this rare phenomenon out of the country but I will take my chances.

[iambowelfish]

Things I have learned in this thread:

1. There are no men in Sweden.

2. Q3W's taste in women tends to the bimbo-ish

[seremtan]

i think this picture needs posting again, for justice

those heffalumps have been posted too many times

JOIN MY CRUSADE TO ENLARGE THE OASIS OF FITNESS IN THIS DESERT OF SWEATY BLUBBERMOUNDS BY REPOSTING THIS PICTURE

[shadd_]

haven't you fucked her enough already?

[seremtan]

why do you think she's smiling?

[werldhed]

That guy just ruined his argument with this cavewoman.

[R00k]

True. But I'd drive to Sweden to dip my meatballs in this cream sauce

[PhoeniX]

P.S. BARF

I wonder just how strong the beer goggles would need to be to go back with them.

[Denz]

P.S. BARF

I wonder just how strong the beer goggles would need to be to go back with them.

Pretty close to passing out.

[LawL]

Fuck me, they're rough at that place

Isn't that a man?

[sliver]

Fuck me, they're rough at that place

I can't remember whose prize fuck that was, but I do recall you proudly posting pictures of you and a rubenesque she-gorilla you may or may not have bedded during your stint as a musician-cum-janitor aboard some crummy yacht, you wizened old skeleton.

[R00k]

BAM

[Dark Metal]

She was attractive in the sort of shes the only type of woman Drum can get kind of way.

[seremtan]

rubenesque she-gorilla

[DRuM]

Isn't that a man?

[DRuM]

Fuck me, they're rough at that place

I can't remember whose prize fuck that was, but I do recall you proudly posting pictures of you and a rubenesque she-gorilla you may or may not have bedded during your stint as a musician-cum-janitor aboard some crummy yacht, you wizened old skeleton.

That is semencan's prize fuck.

So, I may or may not have bedded her, the luxury cruise ship
is actually a crummy yacht, and I was a janitor disguised as a musician. Very good.