You've been clubbing away for hours and having a great night - it gets to the last half hour or so and you start thinking about that lovely greasy kebab/burger etc . . .

Normally you wouldn't touch them, but when you get outside and the smell from the rat-burger van hits you!! mmmmmmm

happens everytime - no matter how many times I tell myself I'm never going to touch the stuff!:D

I now often manage to make myself not eat anything or cook something when I get in (although drunk cooking is likely to burn the house down)

lately ive tried to remember to cook a pizza before i go out, i dont mind them cold and is a lot nicer and cheaper than greasy van food.

but if i forget im grumpy when i get in. (can someone remind me at 6 to stick in a pizza! ta)

I tend to go out straight from work so esting before is out of the question and I'm not a great fan of eating whilst drinking.

i really dislike those eaters whilst drinking, but its so dangerous trying to prepare at home

Must be a minority, I could never eat when I use to get wasted.. Would probably just come straight back up :(

Greasy meals are a must after clubbing! After all, if you have been out drinking and dancing for about 6 hours, you will get hungry. When I was younger, I would go with my mates to an all night pancake house after a night on the town and have a lavish breakfast! I would then go home, shower, change and go to work. :thumbsup:

Originally posted by Chicago
after a night on the town, have a lavish breakfast! I would then go home, shower, change and go to work. :thumbsup:

I hear ya! :P :thumbsup:

Originally posted by Chicago
Greasy meals are a must after clubbing! After all, if you have been out drinking and dancing for about 6 hours, you will get hungry. When I was younger, I would go with my mates to an all night pancake house after a night on the town and have a lavish breakfast! I would then go home, shower, change and go to work. :thumbsup:

A fry up closely followed by a chuck up, nothing finer :D

The funniest thing I ever saw was on the night before my brother got married. We did the usual booze-up and stopped at a 7-Eleven on the way home. He bought a greasy hotdog and sat down in front of the store on the curb. He then took one bite and the dog shot out from the bun across the parking lot. His friends and I laughed so hard that we were in tears! :hihi: :hihi: :hihi:

This is a fairly worrying thought for 6.57AM but .......

A fat greasy kebab packed with chillies, chillie sauce and salad, so greasy that you can see the pool of grease eroding the corner of the pitta bread .......... mmmmm, tasty :)


I think I'm gonna go to the canteen and get a bacon sarnie to try and sate my appetite.