
For those of you who read this blog regularly, it won’t come as too much a shock to find out that I love clubbing. I like going dancing in clubs, and partying, and hanging out with all the cool… Okay, fine, I’m a NARC.
But, as a NARC, I still have to do some serious partying so I can get in with the perps who sell whizzbangers and hoo-ha juice on the mean streets. That’s why I like the Festival Weekend Survival Kit, which comes packed with everything I need to keep jamming with kids about half my age, including: glow stick; energy slabs; condom; sun cream; mints; ear plugs; toothbrush; toothpaste; deodorant wipe; refreshing wipe; mosquito wipe; plasters; emergency tissues; and drugs.
Ha! I saw you perk up about the drugs! You’re under arrest, you stoner. Turns out... I was a NARC. The whole time.
[£10, Drink Stuff]