Going, Going, Gone.

Three in the same night actually.
The first was empty, it being the start of the night. We accidentally walked into the toilets at first because we got lost :D My friends and I (For we were a group) went to leave soon afterwards and the DJ sort of guy who was very much enjoying the sound of his own voice yelled at us for not buying drinks. So we stuck around for a while. That was fun, we left when it started to fill up. We had a laugh ^_^
The second was already packed by the time we got there, and it was much more dance-themed. Me being me, I stood at the side, arms folded, watching everyone else. I remember I started designing an essay in my head, though I can't for the life of me remember what. It was something about human behaviour. I can be really withdrawn at times like that. I so very wanted to set up camp at the bar (no pun intended) and just order drink after drink. Experience has taught me this is a very bad idea, though, so I resisted.
The third place was....interesting to say the least. I was in a proper mood by that time and was more or less completely withdrawn, not talking or smiling or anything. I won't go into detail, but I will say that there was a woman with an inflatable sheep, a convict, a guy selling shots-in-tubes who was wearing very small and very tight shorts (>_>) and at one point I got a drink thrown over me. Accidentally, of course. :)

I'd consider going again, but not for any reasons that wouldn't make me want to go to any other bar or pub.