In the West End and in a silly mood? Want to just have a crazy run-around? The Village is where it’s at. Boys in gold hot-pants and nothing much else, gyrate sexually on top of the bar (these guys don’t waste any time….they get going at tea time), whilst a mouthy tranny gets vicious on the mike over-head. It’s request central up by the DJ booth as Britney gives us more and Justin cries you a river.
Hit the shots, buy test tubes off the rent boys, flirt with the delicious Eurotrashy bar man, cause havoc, be crazy, whatever you do-just don’t hold back. The Village is a must for anyone who’s looking for an unadulterated GAY-FEST.
Don’t be shy now!