Axl Rose has just been released from prison, after biting a hotel security guard.

I love love that!

I'm posting about this is partly from self interest- Dora and Tina, I commented over at yours last night, did you get it? I think Blogger might not like me and my radical changes to the blog entrusted to me.... anyhow, the point is, I told a watered down version of this story then, but I'm now about to tell the story of that time when I got barred from The Metro Club.
Again, but in a little more detail.

Just a little, because I can't seem to quite remember the details in, well, detail.


I met a gentleman friend, and some people were being snarky and just so suggestive- I think we even got a wolf whistle. The bouncer told us we might want to get out of there, and I was admittedly, probably quite rude.

And so, I bit him.

And then we got kicked out, and also barred. But they don't really seem to care so much about that. I'm quite attached to the Met Club, it's a fave haunt.

Which reminds me of another bedtime story today (yes, it's still on the biting theme) but I'll tell it later- there's even audience participation!

Toby x x