Fasten your seatbelts, here are the hometown clubbers of the week
Look at this bunch of young rapscallions enjoying a lager-beer or seven
Ah summer. A time to reconnect with your pals back home you’ve grown apart from while at uni but still feel obliged to spend time with.
Here at The Tab, it is our job, nay, our honour-bound duty to tell this story. Photos of you plugging the conversation gaps by sinking beverages of the alcoholic variety, frequenting your old haunts before leaving home and finding mates you actually like.
So, once again, here are the clubbers of the week. Beamed straight into homes up and down the country, all for your personal viewing delectation.
Guys, the real slim shady finally stood up!
I swear I’ve seen you on the telly somewhere before?
Finally, a solution to all those naughty clubbers
We all have that one friend that will literally do anything for us
I need you to call me an ambulance, or failing that, my mummy
When you’re on a cracking night out but remember that everything and everyone you have ever loved will one day not exist and eventually no-one will even be around to remember them
Feeling tired? Just have a quick ten minute nap on your mate’s head
Another head-napper, seems like it’s becoming a thing…
IT’S AN EPIDEMIC! EVERYBODY, GET TO THE LIFE RAFTS
That one friend who finds it impossible to look nice in a group pic
I am Antony Morato, hear me roar!
When you lay the cheekiest of cheeky pecks on your best bud at exactly the right moment
Move along, nothing to see here
Put your hands in the air if you want to be in clubbers of the week
No! Harry No! Don’t look at the light!
All photos are taken from the clubs’ official Facebook pages. Cover image from Propaganda London.
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