Thursday night. This Thursday was packed and there was so many people from school/college who I haven't seen in a year(s) so for that reason it was great. Oh, and cheap drinks. I actually really like Winch but there's a lot better out there! I guess it's good when you know so many people. Try it!
BNP first, but I'd never vote for them unless they drop all their Neo-Nazi/National Front connections, and I can't see that happening. I consider myself Right Wing I guess, I am patriotic and all that, but I'm not racist, and the BNP are.
Spend the day in bed clicking refresh on Facebook. Complain to your mum about your hangover constantly, to which she'll reply "I have no sympathy!", but that's ok. Get some grub down yer and drink loads of water. By the next day I guarantee your hangover will have gone.
At least you had glamour models, I had some bint in the back of a taxi. Ashley Cole recommended her to me, now she too is threatening to kiss and tell because I puked on her and said "DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM" before head butting her. I'll look closely for your appearance on I'm a celeb when I'm in rehab or prison. That's if I don't kill myself before. It's tough isn't it mate, it's getting too much.
How are you handling your new found fame? I've already blown loads of money on drugs and I have found myself addicted to sex. I'm due to appear on Jeremy Kyle next week, and to add to that, Tiger Woods keeps texting me. There'll be a front page exposé in the News of the World about me next week, I know it. I've just had a phone call from Iceland asking me to do an advert too. I just can't handle it anymore.