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The second night began with an amazing experience playing poker in The Castle and messing around in it's working Sex Fungeon. The castle was ours until 12am, after which our stag minibus driver Simona took us back into Barcelona to begin the clubbing. Having survived her driving, we now needed to survive the wine bars and pickpockets. Following a ridiculously harsh first night, it was predicted tonight would be an earlier one. But as we hit the casino and harbour bars, the Jager bombs came out and before we knew it, dribs and drabs of the Team were crawling back in at 8am. Hardcore. Barcelona Burglary: Tonight Fun Bobby had his iPhone taken. Not only that but they nearly took Fun Bobby too. Bluff turned round to see Fun Bobby being quietly picked up and ushered away by a few shady characters. "Neils being stolen" Bluff cried out and went to his rescue. From then on we also kept Fun Bobby in our front pockets as well as our wallets! |
Simona watch the frikkin' road will ya? |
Quim is intrigued by her wide open mouth |
Call Clubflat for some free driving lessons |
The 'tying the hair' trick was a sure fire winner |
Shift off the bar love, folks want a beer |
Hot pants on a hot ass |
Barcelona's apple bobbing champion wowed the crowds |
You're never too old to take a good look |
Clubflat's biggest Catalonian fan was found |
He tried his very best to get initiated into the Clubflat Team |
It's with little wonder someone tried to 'steal' Fun Bobby tonight |
Security tagging would help to foil those thieves |
Never fall asleep in someone else's room snoring your ass off |
Look out for this look in next years Milan fashion show |
Clubflat was the life and 'sole' of the party |
After two heavy nights, 'hair of the dog' was the only breakfast remedy |