Her mother had never really wanted us to go in the first place, but Helen convinced her that she was worrying needlessly. After all, it’s not as if it was an actual nightclub we were going to, where the debauched minions of Baal and other basement idols would gyrate obscenely around us, apeing our innocence and howling their approval at our
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Speaking of which, her Dad came down to London this weekend for the Brentford v Tranmere match. Wasn't much fun at 2:15pm yesterday when someone in the pub told us that the match was off, but we took him to see Ballboy last night. He was wearing his "Four lads that shook the Wirral" t-shirt, of course.
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