There's
something about the phrase 'bank holiday' that, to a good number of
people, equates to 'get hammered and behave like a knob.' This
weekend just passed was no exception, and after 21 Stories on Friday
I had a wander.
I
found this Sean Hughes lookalike getting arrested outside Tiger Tiger.
Sunday:
after Theatre of Impossible closing
I hung around to do another spot of low-grade photojournalism.
Here's
Manchester's answer to Peoples Hernandez from the Shaft remake,
outside Revolucion de Cuba, who seems
not to understand the phrase 'fuck off, you stupid twat.'
But,
then, I don't think their night was quite as bad as this guy's. Deansgate Locks seems to have taken it out of him. Or put it in him, in
the case of alcohol.
But
he wasn't the only one.
Back at the Printworks again...
If
you think what I'm doing is immoral in any way, please remember:
You're in a public place, and people have cameras. You're an adult,
control yourself. If you don't, you risk anding up being featured
either here or in the
MEN.
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