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July 2002 |
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New pub then. I forget the name, but it was kinda small but had a few floors. It was in here that Gordon was going to down his pint of Guinness in less than 6 seconds, or so he claimed. Another round was purchased but we knew we wouldn’t stay for long, the pub was too small. |
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Soon it was time for Gordon, wearing a white t-shirt, to drink a pint on Guinness in record time...almost. After a big build up - he sure talks a good pint - and a drum roll...the count began...1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8! Talk about dissapointments...plus he spilled it down himself to boot! We always get a laugh when Gordon’s involved! |
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So after leaving the pub and walking 2 shops down, Kalle and Sue realised that they lads were getting thirsty again and quickly directed us to this wee corner pub thing. Which was a bit bigger, and more lively so a round was naturally bought. Fergie, was of course dying, and wearing Bolton’s jacket cos he is a big girl.... na ok i’ll let him off he was ill. Fair play to Fergie for actually staying alive. |
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Now i forget how we got there, but we finally |
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found a really good pub we wanted to stay in. |
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It was full of austrailians, barmaids who we had |
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turn down, lots of beer and a good atmosphere. |
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Gordon and Sue were in some kind of drinking |
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competition, and Sue was going blow for go with |
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the second best drinker in Strathclyde Union. |
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Fergie was generally using the wall for support, |
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Rory, Dave A, and David were boosting the drink |
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count to astronomical levels. Although the prices |
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which seem irrelevant when you’re drunk are very |
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much regretted the next day! £7.50 for a vodka |
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red bull! Wowza! |