hey everyone,
So Mr Yay went clubbing with his army friends just now (butter factory) and he has some conclusions to make:
1. It's not fun at all, if he clubs without Mrs Yay, coz basically, there's no one he can dance with
2. Butter Factory has crappy sound systems that makes you go deaf
3. Its friggin expensive (though Mr Yay did not spend a single cent at all)
So party goers, I urge you to head to Zouk, where all the fun memories were forged and all the happenings happened.
Anyway, back to the entirely boring night, it got worse when one of Mr Yay's buddies, lets call him "Le Burmese Prince" became too drunk after what, one neat shot of Vodka. So basically, Mr Yay spent the entire night taking care of this lousy royal brat and even gave up his bed for him.
So while letting LBP sober up outside Butter Factory, some nice photos were taken!! woohoo...
MBS was so pretty... This was really the point where Mr Yay really wished Mrs Yay was with him. Mind you, I haven't even set foot into the club yet. -.-
More lights from the floating platform... well there were many small little floating balls that dotted the Marina bay and they sort of like, made the whole thing look damn nice. Oh, plus the soft winding blowing at us (those drunkard few), it was really a nice evening.
Anyway, its like 5am-ish right now and im on the sofa. enjoyed the evening more for the scenery than for the clubbing, to be honest.
anyways, good night world!
Peace out.
-Mr Yay.
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