Adventure night out

I nearly knocked the wife out in the purple club once. The ceilings are high, except for one point where a beam runs below the ceiling, about 8ft off the floor. By pure bad luck, it was that exact spot where I got a bit carried away with the music and picked the wife up and threw her up in the air. She didn't have wallop me one for that. I had to grip her in a tight hug just to prevent her pummelling my brains out. Well I didn't realise we were stood right under the low beam when I chucked her into the air.

 

Your poor wife, bless at least she forgave you in the end, even if you did have to use the bear hug .
No I will gladly hold my hand up now and say I am far too old to be out clubbing

 

Me too. Last time I went to a club, probably a couple of years ago, I felt quite uncomfortable because I felt like I was in a youth club or something.

 

couple of years, your not past it yet then, mine was many many years ago, Think If I was to try it now, I'd be going around telling them all to wear "proper" clothes, and not to leave their drinks unattended

 

The incident a couple of years ago was the first time in probably 10 years that we'd been clubbing. One of my mates who was probably just entering his mid life crisis decided we should try to recapture our youth. I think he failed to realise at the time that you'll never recapture your youth, because your youth could run a lot faster than you

 

oh yes that is very true, 10/10 for giving it a go though , I would have while wearing my PJ's, ah yes comfy PJ's are calling

 

I've had a few crazy nights, most of which were when my brother came home on leave from the army. The one that really stands out as surreal started of as any normal night. We had a few beers in the local then decided that we didn't fancy town but wanted a change. Someone told us about a place in Moseley called The Moseley dance centre so off we went when we got there it was actually a rave( and a good one at that). My brother got chatting to a bloke from Manchester who said he knew of another place that we could go,so off we went. I had my doubts at the time, but as I was with my bro thought nothing can go wrong. We got a cab with the Mancunian and away we went. When we pulled up outside there were blokes with big Rottweilers and some very dubious lumps under there coats. I relayed my concerns to my brother, but we decided in for a penny and all that. Anyway we're all in there giving it large on the dance floor when suddenly the music stops. We thought that it had finished and headed for the door, when we got there there were 2 blokes who looked like Lennox Lewis and Frank Bruno and told we were not going anywhere. Now I started to panic and thought that this was it, my brother being my brother challenged these man mountains as to why we could not leave. The answer 'because we are right opposite the main entrance to Winson Green prison and it's shift change over'. About 30 mins later everything kick off again and we partied for several hours more. When we eventually came out we were about 50 yards away from the main gate. We actually went back there several times and had sone good nights out.

Rusty