I nicked this of another (better) site but figured it might be fun to rad fro others
Dunno if i have put this up before, if i hve i don't care.
How many have you done?
H.O.U.S.E. is………..
A smile on the dancefloor turning into a mate.
'sip o' yer drink'
sharing your `chisel’ with someone you met an hour ago.
arms aloft.
fags in the sleeve of your tee-shirt.
kissing men.
Smoke machines.
Beaming Smiles.
Massive Hugs.
Kick drums and Cowbells.
Giving drugs away.
Shitty toilets.
Chanting.
Strobelights in dark basements.
Dungaree's.
whistles n whooops.
trainer fetish.
denims.
head boppin.
Cowboy shirts.
Dancing round in your socks.
Putting halves in the mouths of strangers.
Proper flat tops.
sweating like a pig.
talking bollocks.
doing things that you shouldn't do.
dancing your ass off.
an overwhelming feel of warmth.
not wanting it to stop.
One more with the lights up.
A red light.
pre party.
after party.
after after party.
nag champa.
off beat tambourine.
twirling.
disco naps.
the smile on your face monday morning at work.
rushing.
'back to mine?'.
trying to mix at the afters with a trout pout.
bongs.
searching for your knob.
not being able to piss.
standing up too fast.
dark sexual thoughts and comedown wanks.
not being able to let go of the weekend.
Singing to songs you dont know all the words to.
Ringing ears.
Black stuff all over your footwear.
Sunglasses at 6am.
Being looked after by a stranger
Small dark clubs.
Like minded people .
No hassle.
Getting into the groove.
Dancing with your eyes closed.
Clapping.
Tearing down the walls.
Long sleeved t shirts.
Getting second wind.
Compiling lists when you should be working.
not sleeping for 3 days.
Getting absolutely fucking blotto on rose wine then being completely sober the second that first grubby little beezler kicks in.
Doing massive pumps in clubs whilst speaking to people and them not being able to hear.
Making ridiculous plans with complete strangers to meet up the next day, and never, ever doing it.
Coming up whilst doing a massive jobbie and gripping the toilet roll holder like your stallone in Over the top.
Going out clubbing under the pretence of just having one or two beers.
Blowing out 'special' family get togethers so you can stand in a dark sweaty basement with strangers.
Dancing on top of the Speaker.
Snogging a girl on the dance floor who's name you don’t know yet.
Doing the ecstasy after the acid.
Girls in multicoloured cat suits.
Stealing a rock star's date.
Air horns.
For the crowd to be as multinational as the DJs records.
Thinking that the song the DJ is playing is the best song you have heard and if you could find out the name and own it yourself you need never buy another record...
Becoming a smoker for 9 hours.
Costcutter trips as no where else open.
The sun coming up.
Peel me off the ceiling.
the shitest night ever turns into the best night of your life.
Sell a couple of biscuits for £15 each at 12am- go to house party after with said buyer and pop 10+ with them till 5pm the next day for no charge.
Reveal entire life story to someone you can't see properly.
Scream at the dj the sound is not loud enough.
Book a trip to another continent with someone you met at peak time.
Having great power cos you hold the weed.
Losing items of clothing.
Not eating for 3 days.
Fucking up expensive clobber.
Chatting up taxi drivers.
Drinking more than a platoon of tramps but never feeling the effects.
Smiling like a simpleton in the middle of the dance floor.
Using cheap aftershaves/fly sprays for a £1 a pop in the club karzi.
Hearing the funniest things on the dance floor.
Feeling safe in the company of really bad people.
Holding on to things.
Beings amazed by strobe lights.
Having trouble negotiating stairs.
Forgetting the names of records.
Forgetting the names of people.
Forgetting where you are.
Seeing a crowd erupt.
Dancing like your milking a cow.
Buying the dj a drink cos ya feel like you owe him.