Anyway i woke up the next day at 4pm and headed to my my mates house to predrink for zouk out. On the way over i bought this man bag to put my shit in cos i was wearing board shorts. Gotta say, it turned out to be quite convenient even fit my thongs in there when i wanted to rock out barefoot. All up Zoukout was pretty rocking. Bob sinclair was a lot better than i expected got my jig on pretty damn hard.
Took the train home in the morning and got home am 8.30. Biggest yuckent on the train, covered in sand and phasing in and out of consciousness.
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