So I went for a quiet drink and BBQ at my friends' house at 3pm, expecting to have a nice time and be home by 10. Instead I'm doing jagerbombs in a karaoke bar and belting out Adele til 2AM whilst a gang of boys take turns to punch each other in the nuts and the birthday boy yells TEN MORE JAGERBOMBS at the waitress every 10 minutes.
It ended with a rousing choir edition of 'You Raise Me Up' of course the Westlife version.
Other things: got trapped in the middle of a literal 'right wing oneupmanship contest', smoked 6 cigarettes, met a hot Canadian, failed to pull the hot Canadian as someone punched him in the nuts, failed to pull other hot man for same reason, literally cockblocking.
IT WAS A STRANGE DAY
HAPPY BIRTHDAY BARON.













