Mr. Fish Brightons Up Our Night

After the Miss Jason debacle, once again we found ourselves to be a little tipsy because of Deviant Keith and his Deviant Friends. Of course, we were also starving (what else is new) and so we wandered the streets of Brighton looking for food. Keith was quite excited when he found a Kebab place that he used to frequent during his studies here.

As Keith ordered for us, I was busy making a nuisance of myself via the Mr. Fish cloused circuit television...

In my drunken dopiness, I found this to be hilarious.  And now that I'm looking at it with fresh, semi-sober eyes--I still find it entertaining.  The others were less than enthused, however, so I excused myself from the premises so that Keith could complete our transaction and get us fed.

  

All in all, our one and only night in Brighton was a great one. This city is magical…

…as are the kebabs....

Burp!