The end of a stellar night is universally recognised when both the ATM, and your wallet offer you nothing but an empty card in return for your efforts. And so, this signifies a time to vacate the premises, vomit once or twice and count your losses. But just how do you make it home with a wallet full of nothings but a heart full of gold?
When it comes to picking-up women during a night out on the town, some guys are just hopeless (think Steve Carell in Stupid, Crazy, Love). In my opinion, clubs and bars are probably the easiest place to pick-up (I mean there is alcohol involved and most single individuals are keen for a hook-up)
If you’re reading this, chances are you’ve experienced a hangover. Hangovers can range from feeling really tired, to having a pounding headache, to non-stop vomiting and generally feeling like you are going to die.
The intoxicated belief that your song request will change the world, and the frustration that comes with the DJ’s refusal to turn that vinyl your way, is perhaps the largest dilemma within the nightlife scene. It’s time to take control of the deck and get that embarrasing-track-which-seemed-like-a-good-idea-at-the-time played once and for all.
We all know what bars and nightclubs are and the dodgy things that can happen in them, and probably dismiss all this as common knowledge. But does anyone actually remember how they found out what these places were like? Though I can’t be sure exactly when I found out about nightlife and like every other kid I would have learned
Every month after I pay my loan, rent and phone bills, I reserve some of the little cash i have leftover for three things: a pack of cider or Oyster Bay white wine, lip balm (an obsession), and a Cosmo - not the delicious pink cocktail Sex & the City made famous, but the shiny covered, 250 page spread magazine released once a month.
The bar brawl has been part of the social spectrum since long before you, I, or even our grandparents were born. Think of a time when a Wet Pussy meant nothing more than a cat having fallen down the river, when a Cowboy Shot meant a man with leather boots and a wound, and when Sex On The Beach was something for the savages.
As the clock strikes twelve, you notice a sudden weightlessness in your step. This time it’s not just a reflection of your own intoxication, but unfortunately something much more debilitating: the emptiness of your very own wallet While there are ATM’s located in each and every corner around the club, their convenient location
Since it’s just been Australia Day and we’re celebrating all things Aussie I thought I’d write up a list of a few songs that are important to us down under.
1. I am Australian - Bruce Woodley and Dobe Newton (The Seekers)
You can’t get any more patriotic than a song called
Every night when I go out clubbing, I hear the same conversations from my friends and strangers ready for a big night. It sounds familiar (probably because you’ve said it yourself on occasion), and goes something like this: “Dude, we totally have to get maggot tonight”, “oh my god, I just really want to meet someone hot”