Last friday, Rich, James and I drove upto chelsea to go to a sweet party at JUJU BAR. It was pretty darn good, and I think this is due to the fact that our friends, Brit and Tash (who were throwing the party), have a father who is in a certain band called IRON MAIDEN, so the bar was completely free and the booze was flowing.
After walking from Kensington South for about 20 mins, we finally arrived at JUJU BAR, where we were then escorted downstairs. We were greeted with around 150 drunk young people, and promptly made our way to the bar. We were qeueing for about 10 mins, so by the time we got there we decided to get rounds of 3 or 4 in, then our friend Steve arrived :)
So, the usually thing went down; drinking, talking, laughing, meeting babes. Then, I decided to go to the toilet.
After pissing one off, I moved over to the sink, where a small man in a suit turned the tap on for me, then offered me "Soap?", to which I obliged. So he squirted soap into my hand and then I washed them. He then turned the tap off for me and offered me a "Hand towel?", to which I also obliged. After seeing that my hands were still damp, he offered me "Another hand towel?", so I accepted. After he put my hand towels in the bin for me, he pointed to the end of the sinks and said "Lollipop?". I thought this was a great gesture, so I picked one up, said "thanks" and started to walk out. The small man was furious and said "HEY! NO MONEY? YOU GOT NO MONEY?" to which I said "No, sorry". So he commanded "PUT THE LOLLIPOP BACK!"
I found the whole experience quite awkward.
After a bit more boozing, the party ended, so we went outside, said goodbye to the people getting into a stretch Hummer, and commenced out 4 mile walk to The UCL Halls. On the way, we passed several ab so lute ly SMASHED people, and got pictures with them (they were asleep on the street). We then got some noodles and finally arrived at Steve's room, where we slept on the floor with no bedding.
We woke up at 8am and started driving home. On the way, we stopped at a garage so I could get some delicious vodka, then we picked Cat Head (Chris Eyles) up on the way. Later that day, and after some drinking, we decided to try out IKEA. It was over-rated.
