As the inquest continues into the lack of comments on my blog...here's a subject to ' warm the cockles of your heart.' and maybe stir a few door-
mant emotions...
Doormen..Bouncers..Party Poopers...Thugs...Bully Boys...Yes you guessed it the unintelligent body mass standing between you and a good night out..
Here are a few of the excuses you will hear as you try in vain to get in your favoured haunt..tonight!!
Your hair is too long..or too short, We don't allow tattoos, You're wearing the wrong shoes..wrong trousers wrong shirt, no jeans, no T shirts, there's too many of you...Where you from? Where's your ID, We don't like your face..your girlfriend can come in but you can't..You're too drunk..not drunk enough..We barred you last week..Phew...Cause I'm in a bad mood and I need to impress the girls standing behind you..move on..I said move on..
Have they got massive chips on their shoulders..who would stand on a club door at the weekend with that look on their face that says ' I'm going to cock up your night..your weekend stops here '
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