Nights out

There weren't many to remember, in all honesty I think the pair of us will never be shy in admitting these Australians don't know a good night out. But still, we tried, we failed and we look back with laughter. The first night out was the most memorable tho what with lawson throwing his first ever punch... So we start the night being picked up by our old pal milson and going back to his for pre-drinks before hitting the town. The night went pretty fast and after a bit of mischief in one club the night was over, too late and too dunk to get in any others. Back to milsons then, after some drunken conversations it seems lawson has decided to vent his anger on his sisters past relationship with our new drinking partner. I look up from my phone where I'm currently browsing twitter to see the attack, after a couple punches there's seems to be nothing. Just two men as shocked as each other by the looks of things that punches were thrown... I go back to my phone as I hear screaming, seems milson decided in all fairness he didn't appreciate being punched in his own house and mum and dad are now being called. So I sit sipping my vodka, still very casually browsing twitter I receive a screaming mrs milson in my face as she starts the police phone call to have us both arrested. So with all the apologetic sorry I can muster in my voice, I give a "sorry about the trouble caused. He's not normally like this. See you later mils". And we're off into a $100 taxi till the next time. The other couple were a mixture between clubbing, few beers on the beach and the strangest one easily being the poker game full of perverted men and topless dealers. Listening to the Irish bloke next to me asking me if he thought he had a chance with the payed naked women was worth a giggle as I look upon his scruffy chequered shirt, with his yellow teeth drawing attention away from his longer ginger locks. Being a fair few drinks into the night I can only answer with a "it would defiantly be interesting to watch".