Thursday, June 26, 2008

The decline of youth

Yesterday was my young stalker friend’s 19th birthday, which meant, as well as getting to feel really old and having to explain who The Velvet Underground were, I actually went to the pub for the first time in months.

I walked in with twenty quid, bought six drinks, and left with two pounds. Lot to pay for a good time.

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