Things got mental in The Beehive, so we repaired to the bowls club or as we liked to call it, The Smokehouse, which is when it all went fuck up.
Allt varđ brjálađ á Bũkúpunni, svo viđ hörfuđum í keilusalinn GANGIĐ EKKI Á GRASINU eđa eins og viđ kölluđum ūađ, Reykhúsiđ, en ūar varđ allt vitlaust.