Jingle Bellends

While I was in SA, me and 4 other girls called each other 'bellend' as an inside joke. As it's the festive season, I've jazzed it up a bit. We are now jingle bellends. And there will be a jingle bellends reunion tomorrow night. Also tomorrow night, pretty much all my favourite people who live in Chester will be out, and it will be my first night out in nearly three weeks. I have very high expectations of tomorrow night. The beauty of this, is that Gender Blender never disappoints me. It is always, without fail, mint. (Touch wood.) It's mint for the following reasons:

1. There is this relaxed atmosphere that comes as part of it being a gay night. The relaxed atmosphere occurs because it's full of regulars and there's virtually no chance of 'the grinding guy on the dancefloor' being present.
2. We know the DJ. This means we get a bit cocky and walk in like we actually own the place and get shoutouts from him as soon as we do walk in. It also means that our song requests are pretty much guaranteed to be played.
3. There's no knobheads out. Because it's gay night, and said knobheads avoid gay night like the plague.
4. As mentioned, all my favourite people go out on Tuesdays.
5. Drinks are dirt cheap.

I really could go on. I'm sure I'll think of more reasons before tomorrow night. It's pretty much the only night out I am willing to be hungover in work for. I refuse to entertain the prospect of SU Friday, because the SU is gash, and I work on Saturdays, but I'm quite happy to go out on Tuesdays knowing I'm in work on the Wednesday morning.