American Reacts to The British Night Out Experience

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[00:00:00]What's going on everyone? JPS back for another video and today we're going to be reacting to the British night out experience. An experience that I am quite familiar with having traveled to Britain the past four summers and been on a few maybe more than a few nights out during those trips. But when I think of the British night out, I think of people just absolutely wankered. If we're talking a proper night out, like a big Friday or Saturday night, um I always think about the armbands that security guards or bouncers wear, the uniform look. No matter what city you're in or what club or bar you're going into, they all have that for I guess it's like identification. I don't know.

[00:00:41]I've never actually looked at what that is. Um, I think about girls walking through the cobblestone almost toppling over on high heels, middle-aged men falling onto their faces, which I saw quite a lot in Newcastle. But listen, some elite knowledge is to have a really good night out. This is something I learned in the past year or two. Start at a Spoonies.

[00:01:04]Weather Spoons is the place to pregame.

[00:01:06]It's like any anytime I've gone to Weatherspoons before going about my business, I've had a fantastic night. So, still extremely jealous that we don't have Weather Spoons in the United States. I know that. And sometimes some Weather Spoons play music. I I it's mental. But yeah, British Night Out is a very fun night out. And I would say in my experience, Brits can handle their can take more drink than Americans all day.

[00:01:36]It's just in it's in your blood. British people are born with a little bit of alcohol in their coursing through their veins. It's natural. And so there's already going to be people commenting, "We don't all drink, mate. We're not all alcoholics like you." Come on, mate.

[00:01:52]Like, it's you. You know what I'm saying? Let's go. Have you ever woken up in a stranger's flat wearing someone else's trainers? Maybe a traffic cone for a hat. Oh, and the haunting taste of garlicky kebaby regret. Well, that, my friend, is the average British night out. Welcome, guys. I promise you this is exactly what I'm talking about. I literally just described it. I I have not seen this video cuz sometimes I say things and it looks like I've already watched the video. I promise you. Mad.

[00:02:20]Yes, the police presence as well. That's something I forgot. and the kebabs. Yo, this got to be If I don't look like this in my 50s, I don't want to be in my 50s.

[00:02:31]Welcome to the chaos. Buckle up because by the end of this, you'll either be an A&E or a fishy smelling bed wondering how you lost your dignity somewhere between the smoking area and some flaps of Donna meat. It all begins long before the first drink with the sacred ritual of getting ready. For the lads, it's a simple process. A quick shower, a squirt of turkey savage, and a sniff test on last week's jeans. If they passed a Yeah, not too bad. Job done. Another big sniff of something else, and you find your loafers, maybe another seven squirts of after shave, and you're out of the door feeling like an absolute unit. Women, on the other hand, a whole different kettle of fish. It's not getting ready, it's a full-blown operation, isn't it? Hair curlers on standby. Fake tan flying everywhere like you're in the Sahara [ __ ] desert.

[00:03:21]Glitter like a BP oil spill. Contouring so sharp that it would scare the socks off a road man. They start at what time?

[00:03:28]Like 6:00 p.m. And by 7:45 someone screaming, "Hey, I have a hearing."

[00:03:34]Like, yeah, I I will say that the whole makeup thing, it's a big problem for women worldwide because beauty standards are and social media has created a warped image of what women should be looking like and men as well. Listen, it's all humans, but like it's just too much. It's too much makeup for anyone honestly.

[00:03:55]So, it's and also like the cosmetic surgery is a is a big is a rising um phenomenon in the UK as well. Like so many people are getting plastic surgery.

[00:04:06]It's mad.

[00:04:07]>> They still have a hob earring.

[00:04:09]>> One girl's fake tan is oxidized.

[00:04:11]Another's eyelashes look like windscreen wipers. And yet somehow they all look stunning, don't they? Until about midnight when humidity hits and they start resembling both the clown from it and a melted toblone. But we say nothing because we value our lives and tomorrow morning's breakfast. Meanwhile, the lads are huddled in someone's kitchen for pre-drinks. A ritual as British as complaining about the weather. The tables a sticky battlefield of cheap vodka, offbrand cola, and those weird tropical ciders that no one actually likes. Someone's queuing a playlist that starts with oasis and ends in drum and bass. There's always that one mate who insist. No, I'm not getting too smashed tonight, lads. Then 40 minutes.

[00:04:56]Um, starting with Oasis and ending in drum and bass. That sounds like a pretty good pregame to me. This is me sometimes though. I'll be like, "No, I don't even want to go out tonight. I'm I'm staying in later." He's doing Fortnite dances on the kitchen worktop. Free drinks are like disastrous foreplay. Everyone's pretending they can handle spirits neat.

[00:05:17]Shouting over the JBL speaker that keeps disconnecting. Someone inevitably spills a drink on the carpet. Someone else is playing beer pong with mugs because no one seems to own proper cups. The kitchen's hotter than a Turkish sauna and someone's already lost their phone.

[00:05:32]You think it's all fun in games, don't you? Until you hear the phrase, "Right, lads, let's get going, shall we?" And suddenly, the great migration begins.

[00:05:39]Taxis too expensive. Buses wouldn't dare step foot on one. Some absolute optimist suggests, "Let's just walk it. It's only like 20 minutes." 45 minutes later, you're marching down a dual carriageway like you're walking for cancer research.

[00:05:54]Someone's crying. You've got that one guy who's already ordering a kebab off Uber Eats. One of them's already run out of rolling papers and has resorted to rolling cigarettes with the skin off the back of their foot. And you're all and you're all chanting, "Swine!"

[00:06:08]at passing traffic like an alcoholic air raid siren. By the time you reach actual civilization, your hair's ruined, your white socks are now red, and you're still trying to figure out whose idea it was to walk. But eventually, the golden glow of local pubs appears like an oasis in the horizon. Every British night out starts with the illusion that we have some form of class. A civilized pint at the local brewery. A proper pub.

[00:06:34]Built-in sticky carpet. Dartboard missing half the numbers. Bartenders a bit of a Wer and the faint smell of urine and pickled eggs. Urine and pickled eggs. You've got your regulars in the corner. Men who've been there since they finished work arguing about the footy and taxes. And the distressed barmaid who at this point is the council estate encyclopedia. There's that one mate who thinks he's the undisputed pool champion of Britain, leaning over the table with absolute confidence, his girlfriend looking ahead with PTSD of last night's antics. And then you've got that one lad who gets deeply philosophical after two laggers. Bro, if you think about it right, kebabs are just meat salads. You nod because uh I guess listen, the B-roll has been classed. I got the hashtag Brady. I got the inbetweeners. It's all will. Then we have this country right before this. I'm Trust me guys, I'm tapped in. Five minutes ago, you've had three mystery shots and you've not heard a thing due to the intense ringing in your ears. The vibes immaculate though, isn't it?

[00:07:33]You've lost 20 quid on the fruities.

[00:07:35]Told some random guy playing the pub quiz machine the wrong answer on purpose. Tunes are decent. Wallet's still heavy and rattling away. But deep down, you know this is the calm before the storm. And then it's time you leave the pub. The streets flood and the pilgrimage to the club begins. The queue outside the club being the great equalizer of British society. You know from a previous video that we absolutely love queuing. Doesn't matter who you are. Everyone's freezing and slightly faced. A lot of them start in random arguments with the bouncer or trying to not show that they care that their mates just been denied for wearing air forces.

[00:08:11]You can hear one of these hairy giants before you even see them. All right, lads. Not tonight. No trainers. Yet somehow there's always a bloke inside with joggers and a trim that can only Not the pop world. Not the pop world. Oh my god.

[00:08:28]I This is bringing back so many memories, guys.

[00:08:32]Oh wow. No, no trainers. Yet somehow there's always a bloke inside with joggers and a trim that can only be described as a slip-in slide. I even had a bouncer once say to me, "Sorry, mate.

[00:08:42]You can't come in here. You're looking a little bit funny. Why won't it be funny when I kick you in the nuts, mate? Will it?" No one understands the system. But you finally get in and boom, immediate chaos. Sticky floors, strobe lights, music so loud you can feel your organs vibrating. Drinks are priced like they've got gold dust in them. But you buy them anyway because it's a big night, isn't it? That big night being Saturday. There's always that one bloke drenched in after shaves, smelling like an entire petrol station. You dare light a sig near him? You'd explode. And then there's the legend of every British club. You know the man, the no Armani, no Punani guy. No amali.

[00:09:19]>> Or as I like to call him, the CEO of the sink. He's got chewing gum, cologne, lollipops, and more charisma than the actual DJ. You don't need anything, but you pay him anyway out of sheer British guilt. No excuses, guys. Last time I went in there, he took contactless. So, meanwhile, the girls toilets have turned into a Yo, the toilet man started taking contactless.

[00:09:40]Why did they put Steven Fry after that?

[00:09:43]Pure British guilt. Last time I went in there, he took contactless. So, meanwhile, the girl's toilets have turned into a full-blown therapy center.

[00:09:51]Someone's crying about an ex. Another's fixing her lashes with questionable adhesives. One of them's probably sniffing questionable adhesives as well, and strangers are forming lifelong friendships in the mirror. You'll never see them again, but for those 10 minutes that you communicated, you would die for them. Outside the toilets, the lads are arguing about who's more wavy. Someone's necking vodie cokes like it's water and another's attempting a backflip on the dance floor. It's beautiful, tragic, and very much Britain. But here's the thing.

[00:10:18]Yeah, not every British night out ends up under these beautiful neon lights.

[00:10:23]Sometimes it's different, something purer. There's the uh oh, I've got an older mate and we're going to go in his car and get absolutely faced. Everyone squeezed into the 2007 Vauxhall Corser.

[00:10:34]windows up, bloody, I don't know, central seas blasting, and enough smoke in the air to Batman signal Snoop Dogg.

[00:10:40]Someone's being philosophical about their life, and another person's just laughing at absolutely nothing. And you all genuinely believe that you've solved world peace when really you've just been staring at a petrol station for 45 minutes. Then there's the grassy gathering, I guess you could call it, warm cider, Bluetooth speaker, puddled around a bench like caveman rediscovering fire. I'm I'm gonna be honest, guys. I think like I have gotten to the point where I prefer those types of um movements more than going to the club. The club is the same thing over and over. Like it it does get old. So I'd rather like actually be hanging out with people where and you can hear what they're saying and have a conversation cuz in the club it's not, you know, it's just I think you all you guys get exactly what I'm saying. But man, seeing these pictures, even though they're showing shitty cers on screen, I miss that Henry Weston. I miss it.

[00:11:37]I'll be back. I'll be back. Fire.

[00:11:38]Someone's trying to roll a cigarette in the wind. Another one's arguing with a fox. When you see a police torch in the distance, everyone suddenly becomes an Olympic sprinter. It's chaos. Pure nostalgic chaos. Eventually though, every single British night out leads to one sacred destination. The kebab shop.

[00:11:56]A holy place. A gathering of the lost and hungry. It's 3:00 a.m. and the air is thick with the smell of garlic mayo and regret. The floor's slick, the cues rowdy, and the guy behind the counter has seen everything. Someone's arguing about who was next. Someone else trying to flirt with the staff.

[00:12:14]>> Loads of garlic. Don't be shy.

[00:12:17]>> And the bloke in the corner is performing interpretive dance, holding a don kebab like it's a 4-month old baby.

[00:12:23]You bump into someone you vaguely know and have a full emotional breakdown together. Oh, mate, we just haven't spoke in years. You're my brother, mate.

[00:12:30]My brother for life. You won't speak again until next time you're pissed up.

[00:12:34]Your order arrives and it's messy. It's dripping. It's every every It's everything you've ever wanted really in it. Everything you try to get in the club, but now you've got a kebab. The garlic sauce cascades down your sleeve.

[00:12:48]Oh my god. Now listen, that garlic mayo and then the red chili sauce with chips and the kebab mixed in. I can already feel the crunch and succulent meat. Oh my god, I miss it. But now you've got a kebab. The garlic sauce cascades down your sleeve. Your chips taste like victory and shame. And in that moment, everything in the world just >> Oh, hell no. No, no, no, no. Cheese on chips. And this is what they come out with. Come on, guys. That's not it right there. That's disgusting.

[00:13:17]>> Aim. And in that moment, everything in the world just feels right, doesn't it?

[00:13:20]But the kebab shop isn't the end. Now begins the true test. The morning after, you wake up at 8:00 a.m. with no idea where you are. Your phone's missing.

[00:13:29]Your wallet's gone. And there's a single chicken nugget on your pillow. You're down to one shoe. You've gained a traffic cone. You open your text like, "Did you actually get home last night?

[00:13:39]Uh, did it hurt when you actually you open your text and like did you actually slag is crazy, >> bro?

[00:13:50]You know what they say? Listen, when you drink on in the in the night out or whatever, you're you're taking tomorrow's happiness to be extra happy.

[00:13:59]Is it worth it when you're young? Yes. I know you guys will already be saying that cuz I can manage the hangover.

[00:14:05]Listen, it still sucks sometimes cuz I get absolutely pissed. Not every time, but you know what I mean? Every now and then you just have a terrible hangover.

[00:14:13]But soon I know as I get older, it won't become every now and then is a terrible hangover. It will be every time I drink.

[00:14:21]But there there has to be a way to circumvent these hangover symptoms. You know, they as technology develops, you know, they they're already selling us this BS. Oh, take this pill. It will cure your morning after. No. And that's that's not that type of pill, by the way. That sounds like something else.

[00:14:39]Hangover cures. We'll see. Electrolytes.

[00:14:43]I don't know. Hurt when you had a fight with that bin. And who's that girl you took home last night? Somewhere. A girl's staring at a stranger beside her, wondering where it all went wrong. A lad's checking his bank balance like he's watching a horror film. And someone somewhere is already messaging the group chat. Same again next week. And so concludes another legendary chapter in the Great British Saga, A Night Out in Britain. A tale as old as time.

[00:15:06]friendship, foolishness, and a kebab that somehow tasted better than love itself. For tomorrow, the hangover will come. The shame text will arrive. But tonight, the British spirit lives on.

[00:15:16]Loud, messy, slightly sticky, and ready to do it all again next Friday. And I'm not on about your mom, >> Finn.

[00:15:23]>> I'd absolutely love to retire in Spain.

[00:15:26]So, if you could subscribe, I would.

[00:15:29]>> Okay, guys. Big shout out to Gobu 2. His channel will be linked down below. This This guy's on the come up. I'd really like his videos, but this was so accurate that listen, it made me also realize that like I already knew this too before watching this video, but American Night Out, British Night Out, there are too many parallels to count.

[00:15:50]We have kebabs, too. Are they as good?

[00:15:52]No, they're not as good. They don't come in the styrofoam tray, and it's just it's not the same. That amount of meat that you get is next level. But yeah, the British night out is so so fun. This video made me had me feeling very nostalgic thinking about old memories and definitely more to come in the future on I want to say the lovely little island.

[00:16:19]So, thanks so much for watching, guys.

[00:16:21]Let me know your favorite aspect of night outs and uh I'll see you guys in the next one. Peace.