Best Clubbers: Week four

Vday weekend was BIG


Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
A “no thanks” in Bridge,
And a slap in Wahoo.

This week saw an insatiable excitement for Valentine’s Day, as Oxford’s lonely hearts/Computer Scientists hit the town in search of a beloved beau.

The pheromones were unleashed, and the sweet nectar-like smell of lager, Lynx Africa and protein fart immersed our clubbers in a warm mushy amorousness, just like a 3am cheesy chips…

Alas! We digress. Onto the photos:

Exhausted by excessive daggering, this sweet gentleman takes a standing nap in upstairs Bridge

Arms open, tongue out and ready for your love.

Smell My Fingers.

No, I mean really smell them.

Clock hits midnight and only one is left single on Valentine’s

The Ear-Lick Lunge – The only true way of telling her you’re interested

And…

Sorted.