Brayden can hardly contain his excitement as he mentally wills time to move faster so he can enjoy another disaster of a New Year’s Eve celebration that will inevitably end with him losing his shit after a 10th Uber cancels on him.
Not one to learn from the mistakes of the past, Brayden has once again opted against a ticketed package and will be rolling into Northbridge with a large group of mates hoping the red carpet will be rolled out for them. He told The Times,
“Yeah, I couldn’t really get in anywhere good last time but that’s alright because a group of drunk Irish dudes started on us and I got blood all over my nice new white shirt. Hoping for more memories like that ay”
Brayden’s misso begged him to consider a few options she’d found but Brayden insisted that “planning” went against everything he stood for. Adding,
“You can’t plan for the best night of ya life, it just happens. I reckon I’m due cos it hasn’t happened yet ha ha. Can’t wait to line up for 45 minutes to get a drink. Farken yewwwww”
We spoke to Brayden’s mate who decided to sit this NYE out. He told The Times,
“Man, Bray just can’t let go. I keep telling him it’s a trash night and we should just smash some piss at my house and kick on for New Year’s Day. He said he’d rather end up hating life at 3 am trying to get home when his buzz has well and truly worn off. The good times, he called it”
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