Best dancer- ever...doh!!!
Yip, I did it again. Company Christmas party (yes another one), and I was once again convinced I was the best dancer in the nightclub. Is there not a pill I can take or a patch I can wear that will inhibit this compulsion?
Last night the horrendous Justin Timberlake/Michael Jackson/MC Hammer combination was the style of choice, and I distinctly remember contemplating both break dancing and crowd surfing. Thankfully neither of these two options occurred.
It's all about cause and effect. Cause = Sambuca (x3) Effect = Best dancer ever!
Fortunately everyone else in the office was also drinking the liquorish devil juice so I was in good company. So this morning not only is the fog still thick in London (hope it clears for Dublin), there is also a very thick hangover mist in the office. A team trip to the greasy spoon for a full breakfast was a pleasant start to the day, and luckily Rob woke me up this morning otherwise I would probably still be asleep.
Last night the horrendous Justin Timberlake/Michael Jackson/MC Hammer combination was the style of choice, and I distinctly remember contemplating both break dancing and crowd surfing. Thankfully neither of these two options occurred.
It's all about cause and effect. Cause = Sambuca (x3) Effect = Best dancer ever!
Fortunately everyone else in the office was also drinking the liquorish devil juice so I was in good company. So this morning not only is the fog still thick in London (hope it clears for Dublin), there is also a very thick hangover mist in the office. A team trip to the greasy spoon for a full breakfast was a pleasant start to the day, and luckily Rob woke me up this morning otherwise I would probably still be asleep.
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