On Thursday night the mystery of the Connections mens only backroom was revealed! I popped along to the event (for research purposes only) and snapped this photo of what was going on inside:

Just kidding. I don’t actually have any photos because there really wasn’t all that much happening in there. For the most part it was a revolving door of gays entering, exclaiming “ewwwww”, sometimes staying for a few nervous giggles then leaving. The light was so low all I could see were the edges of shoulders and jeans thrusting in unknown directions. Very few people. I didn’t see any condoms being handed out… hrm.

Now that we’re over the back room anticlimax some other points of the night. Great music but pills were being popped in every direction and it got a tad annoying having to scrape across gurners. There was a strip show (above) but you know, the stipper looked pretty damn bored, if not uncomfortable. I wonder if he gets so many female hands molesting him when he walks through a crowd at a hens night.
For the rest of the weekend I have been in an ethanol induced stupor, here’s me drunk off my ass doing a whirlwind media tour and showing the website to a lecture hall of thousands of ethnographic research academics. Not one of them was opposed to entering a back room, I swear.

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