Hilarious Sh*t We Used To Do To Get Into Clubs When We Were Underage
When we think back to our late teenage years, we felt like f*cking rockstars. We were too old to sit in at night but too young to actually get into clubs, so 17 (almost 18) year old us would try to find a way around it. Most of the time it wouldn't work, but we'd always go back for more.
We had more guts than we do now, we had more disposable income (aka a tenner from mum and dad on the weekend) and life was just much simpler. We didn't have responsibilities coming out of our arses, and as soon as it got to the weekend we were ready to cause some mischief.
I was reminiscing with some friends not so long ago about the audacity we had when it came to sneaking into clubs (don't do it kids), and I honestly can't believe how we got away with it...
1. Tampering with our passports.
Whether you cut out a number and re-laminated it or printed out a copy (A COPY!!!) of your passport and edited it on Paint; we all tried this for about two weeks one summer. Then the doormen caught on and we were screwed. Not only is this totally illegal and stupid, but how on earth did anyone think it was legit?
2. Wearing ALLLLL of the black eye make-up, because apparently that instantly makes you look 21.
Your mum's towels will never forgive you! More make-up = more years, right? Right.
3. Getting your older cousin to meet you outside the club and then walk in holding your hand.
Or your older brother, or a lad from the same street as you, or your sister's mate..."I'm with him!"
4. Waiting in the queue with your over-age friends and hoping to GOD you didn't get ID'd. The ultimate risk.
No amount of pressure will ever compare to those moments, because nobody wanted to be the guy who let the whole team down.
5. My personal favourite - having your friend go in with her sister's ID, get a stamp and do one of two things.
A) Lick the stamp IMMEDIATELY and copy it on to everyone's hands. B) Sit in a Subway down the road and copy it with a biro, and then replace it with a legit one by going into the smoking area or saying that yours "washed off".
6. Walking up to the smoking area outside and trying to blag the bouncer by saying "yeah I've been here all night, just having a cig".
Followed by "you literally let me in every week, come on guys!"
7. Borrowing a random girl's ID who looked nothing like you and hoping for the best.
You would revise that sh*t harder than any maths test. Starsign? Capricorn. Place of birth? Preston. Sibling's name? Wait what?
8. Trying the 'confident walk in'.
Some people had this nailed but I just couldn't get it - especially not basically sober anyway. I always admired those gals who could just strut right in with no problems!
Then once you were in, you headed straight for the pole (because adulting, obvs), hardly drank anything because you were scared of getting ID'd at the bar, took awful pictures on your crappy flip phone and added them into an album on MySpace called "GoOoOd TiMeS xXx" the next day.
And if all those failed, you could get trashed in a car park off a bottle of Lambrini between ten of you and eat cheesy chips.
Of course, we'd never do anything like that knowing what we know now *angel emoji*. The law's the law kids!
Most of you guys reading this will above the drinking age by now (given that you clicked on this), but in case you're not - seriously, don't try to sneak into clubs y'all. It's illegal and not very smart. Plus, these days there are way more technological advances and laws are more strict, so you won't even get away with it anyway.
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