Try going to Garlands. Yes, I like my funky house - fook off
Gotta say i had a wicked night, easily comparable to the chilled out vibe of a hard dance night. All the straight women in there were stunning too, guess they go to get away from the meatmarkets that seem to be taking over Britains towns and cities. You know the sort, Rand B, have a grind, have a fight, you fucking spill my drink?!?! I have no time for those.
I also live with a few gay women including one of my most solid friends so also believe that any courtesy extended to them should also be made likewise to any guy.
Not quite all share my views, to quote my bro - I'd like to go to Garlands with a couple of big sticks and a big fucking bucket of Domestos. I know hes only fucking about, but it would be a very boring world if we all decided to get along perfectly. Do what you want but dont hate, and youre OK by me.