The final fronteir
I forgot to mention that one of the group obviously has sheep dog genes and goes into panic mode when the group are separated and thus ewhen anyone wen toff to the bar or for a wee or for a cigarette went into a stress indiuced round up mode running from group to group and only settling when the group was reunited .
After we got back from dropping carole off for her trrain sex date we went to the slug and lettuce the others eventually joined us and we stettled down rounfd the worlds biggest pub table at this point a lovely foursoem came and joined out group and chatted to debs, one of the foursme took a shine to ronadld ( and who wouldn;t after a few pints of beer in a dark room full of smoke )and offered to fish him , ron at this point shot across the table and hid behind the biggest butchest member of the group or me as she's also called and sat there trembling like a frightened flower in the path of a flymo.We decided to leave the pub and go and get some food ,being classy gourmet types we went to pizza hut , NEVER and i mean NEVER have i been so ashamed in my life it was like a school outing for special needs teenagers who had eaten nothing but e numbers for weeks leading up to the day trip. How hard I ask you is it for 7 adults to order pizz`as without showing themselves up? Well apparently its slightly harder than the very hardest thing in a hard thing contest held on hard street. AFter several months debate the poor poor poor girl who was waitressing finally managed to bing us some semblence of an order everyone tucked in except phil who being awkward had ordered taglitelle, then when it arrived had the temeritytocmpalin there was no meet on it ,mind you the rotty was more than willing to go and complain. A young couple were trying to enjoy an evening of love and courtship behind us it was like a scene from lady and the ramp before we came in when it changed to a scene from the loud and the vulgar .I kept smiling and winking and saying sorry and after five minutes I managed to make them leve . Oh and hands up everyone who agrees an olive tatses like a regurgitatedblow job....... put your hand down adrian you aren;t supposed to know what a blow job tatses like to deny it .
We asked the waitress in pizza hut if there was anywhere we could dance , and she started to laugh and look embrassed, she then said I'll go and ask in the kitchen they are all old ,I mean local . she then spent a happy half hour trying yo find a diplomatic way to say there is nowhere in york where old people candance on a saturday .so we went to a pub and tried to decide if it ws liam gallagher or iggy pop on the wall , then it was back to thew hostel for me and ade nd I trhink the others wen off for group sex .