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Another from the motherload..:

Looking through iPhoto today I found all these videos of us post-school-pre-university. Two or three nights a week we’d go to each others’ houses (because the other four or five nights we’d be out spending all our money (yeah, after school, partying was a seven days a week thing)) and drink and dance until we were completely buggered or passed out. We’ve been captured in classier moments, but this was too funny not to put up.

Come On Eileen was our song. Where-ever there was a jukebox, we had it on. This night at mine there was only about six of us, and we all got completely blind. Halfway through the song I spill my drink and the reactions are priceless! None of us can watch it without putting our hands over our mouths: we were complete idiots.

NB. Our dancing may make more sense to those who have seen the [ridiculous] video clip.

I was going to create a witty title that kind of hinted at something to do with a penis, but I really couldn’t be bothered. No joke, I just pulled out a nostril hair that was like 2cm long. And this isn’t the first time its happened. I constantly get these stray nostril hairs that just astound people. I had both my parents and my mate Laura in shock when I showed them the size of the hair tonight. I don’t know if it was due to the size or the fact I bothered to put it on a tissue and run upstairs and show them; but I think I’ve finally realised my purpose on earth.