have to say that was my best birthday since i was about 6 and the drunkest i've been in at least 10 years. a leathal combination of teqbuka's (meathaus) and downing Champagne (kid) made this the most memorable memory loss splattered night ever
highlights have to be
- markle complaining that he couldn't hear anything in the mix, then realising his headphones weren't plugged in (great set though man

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- deapoh complaining his mixing was shit, whilst half the dancefloor was awestruck as each mix dropped in bigger and badder than the last
- $hy's first tune nad mikey b running the lenght of the dance floor unable to say anything other than 'FACK!!!!'
- Misery running the lenght of the club to wheel up Big up and Burn Her
- MC Rusko and his goodie bag of digidub surprises!
- anti social arriving in force to take the whole night to another level, just as i dropped a level in normal human functions
- heny g!
- Roguestar cackling as he locked himself in the soundbooth heading for the amps...
- girls in bikini's appearing out of nowhere at the end of the night
- samo appearing in the flat at 10am with 24 cans of stella
lowlights have to be...
- deciding to mix Chomky's 'Terrorism Works' with JOey Beltrams 'It Work's' as the last tune of the night, completely killing whatever atmopshere there was
- sat in buddies tucking into what i thought was a burger, getting half way through and realising it was black pudding
- my trousers falling down a least 4 times giving horrified passers by a big white mooney (elderly couples, young mums with kids, bloke walking his dog etc..)
- deciding to give jo and deapoh a mixing lesson in minimal techno at 9am in the morning
- waking up at 7pm yesterday still qwanted and deciding to upload all the photos completely uncensored
- deciding to ride 90 miles on my bike today to watch the tour de france...