Friday Night
A rip-roaring night, although off to a bad start with some drugged-up twat suffering from steroid rage decided to attack poor little Fred, the barman! It took 4 of us to drag him off! I've no idea what nationality he was because all he did was snarl like a rabid dog! Luckily, he decided in his tiny befuddled mind that taking on the entire bar was not such a good idea, and went snarling off down the soi. God knows what will have happened to him!
But after that things really got going. Many thanks to Ronan (pog1701) who didn't disappoint - he really got the party going!
As usual, after copious beers, and many Ring The Bells, his shirt came off!