Abaddon
Deity
BAh, there is more of us nowadays, and we're organised!
Trolling. Pure and simple. Posters like you make me sick.I'd like to voice my support for the glorious and vastly superior northern part of England, though anywhere would obviously be a bit far for me. Enjoy it though, even if you do end up holding it in London village.

Trolling. Pure and simple. Posters like you make me sick.![]()

Hey Lambert, don't forget: I owe you a pint...![]()
oH, AND MORE PUBS THAN YOU CAN POSSIBLY VISIT IN 3 YEARS......If you're so hard how come you ended up living at the cold, dark, grey end of the country?IM FROM THE NORF, UP HERE WE SHOUT AT WEAK SOUTHIEES
Seems to me my ancestors came out tops. 
Damn - that means I have to come ...Ooh bugger, I think I still owe Rik one...
I bet you owe Rik several pints...Actually I seem to remember the pics from last time...I bet you owe Rik several pints...
Very true. Though I think it's Lambert I owe several pints to. Possibly Furiey as well.
If this doesnt cure your indescision... said:![]()
Of course, what was required was a party of titantic proportions - though something pretty cheap as funds were always low in the university of life campus. 'Get some of the women together and we'll fill a bus', was the cry. 'Let's go to the best place....... NEWCASTLE!' - and that was that.
Quickfingered Baz was soon on his PC, surfing for options. 'Let's go with this one' Baz shouted,
'They'll pick us up, put us up, drop us off and take us home - and the cost is pretty good too!'
On their way up North...........
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And so it was decided, next day the ladz all gathered round the univeristy bar and drummed up support. 'Look, it's just soo good value - if we get more than a dozen or so people, the price goes down. Why don't you ring your sister - she can come with us for her hen night, the more the merrier! It's the best place on the planet man, the Quayside, BIGG market and all the pubs, clubs, comedy, entertainment and music gigs to die for!
As arranged, the tour bus arrived promptly the next day and everyone began to believe they were on their holidays. Some of the party even began to get in the spirit of things by trying to master some North East songs and sayings. Soon enough, they drove past the Angel and the Metrocentre - it was only 5 minutes from here before they were able to unpack in their value B&B.
Why are we doing something in between the pub and the pub?
-Scaring people on the underground