1) The dirtiest drinking game known to man
2) Tequila bottles with sombreros for lids. Detachable sombreros...just in case you want to wear them when you're through.
3) Evangelical wackjobs on a Sunday morning bus telling you the world is coming to an end, and (shocker) you're probably going to hell. Especially poignant when, considering recent behavior, you just might be.
4) Sexual innuendos about curry vindaloo (don't ask, don't tell)
5) Any and everything that happens here, ever.
Weekly bus & tube pass? 25 quid. Drinks at Fubar? 1-5 quid, depending on the bartender. Narrowly escaping trouble via a butch security woman at 1:30 a.m., even when the evidence is right in front of her face? Priceless.
Some people think I'm bonkers, but I just think I'm free.


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