Y.M.C....Eh?

A (much younger) male colleague of mine has today been regaling us with a re-telling of his adventures in clubland this morning.

He and some friends apparently got a little, shall we say merry, and wound up (they claim, unknowingly) in Kent’s most infamous gay club. This was apparently around 11pm. Now most heterosexual men upon realizing their mistake would no doubt beat a hasty retreat whilst keeping their 21 year old tushies firmly against the wall. But no. Colleague and his chums stayed until 3AM.

Now this worries me about colleague because although he seems to consider himself the kind of guy who stayed at this club in an ironic way, or because he liked the music…..what he actually likes is the tight shirts, tight trousers and – I strongly suspect – a cock up his arse.