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August 07, 2004
Sorry Mate, No Trainers
Spent the day bumming around town, having some Subway foot long's for lunch, yum, and then buying new outfits for the big night out 
Imagine, then, the feeling when, on getting to Chicago's, Nige gets told his new Ben Sherman shoes are trainers, and he can't come in 
So we went home, raided the fridge, and ordered a stupid amount of pizza. Good job Nigel and Ian had bought loads of DVD's on Thursday.
So, today, it's off to Burtons to return said trainers and get some shoes - should be fun!
Sy came out for a drink, and we got photoshop evidence. No, seriously, he was there, it was just funny lighting...
You can now buy Big E from the bar, scary 
Further proof on the bar menu of the fact
I don't remember what this photo's all about, but Ian insisted I published it
The best moment of the night, finding out Exchange has closed down. Jules would be dancing all the way home if she were here
Posted by alan at August 7, 2004 10:30 AM
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