So, image the scene: 2007, a few of us sit around the sink in some student halls rather excitedly. Our party is greeted by an extra member who turns up with a small paper bag, its contents known to all of us. A small ripple of excitement overcomes the group. He handles the bag in the same manner one might handle some highly illegal pornographic material.
The lad opens the bag and takes a vile of the stuff.
“Is it working?†I pipe in with
“Give it chance†replies the chappy.
A moment passes, I glance at the ipod dock/clock. The clock appears to be out to some degree, I contemplate this momently trying to think of a poetic comparison to the current situation, however after a moment’s of pondering I decided it was inconsequential to the activities we were about to partake in.