Disappointman: Existential Boys Night Out Part I
Sometimes, whilst clubbing, the existential crisis can come on in many guises. It may be while one mouths the lyrics to a One Direction song, or when one unintentionally steps in a puddle of someone else’s urine, the drips followed by the thought that it’s 2am and you have to be up in four hours for work. At these points I can’t think of a solution other than to buy another overpriced can of Red Stripe and muster all my will power to throw some rather awful shapes.
To be continued…
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