He exists! Someone who loves nightclubs as much (more?) as (than) I do!
Clubs are such insufferable dungeons of misery, the inmates have to take mood-altering substances to make their ordeal seem halfway tolerable. This leads them to believe they “enjoy” clubbing. They don’t. No one does. They just enjoy drugs.
His name is Charlie Brooker and he writes for The Guardian.
Please go read his article and tell me how big a heart attack you’d have if a Canadian newspaper were to ever allow anything as flagrantly acerbic as this to make it to print. I think the first thing I’d do after my heart attack would be to go buy a newspaper.
