A crazy Spanish lady with a lisp, kept getting up on stage at Oneman thrusting and flashing. Eventually she got chucked out but not before she threw a can of cider across the stage
The idea of a bunch of croissants drawing on whiskers on their face to get to a club for cheap (if you don't you pay a tenner) is my idea of hell. But the music was on point and I had my dancing partners on hand so I shall eat my whiskers and give it a paws up.