Not so long ago, in a bar not too far away from Southampton Town Centre a few like minded individuals were casually supping upon their freshly purchased beverages when and incredible desire for fun overwhelmed their bodies, minds and souls. The need to wear silly costumes, drink vast quantities of alcohol and dance stupidly became so great that although no one can put a precise time on it, FunSoc was created.
Rising like a pheonix from the half-arsed flames of another under attended GeolSoc pubcrawl this beast threatened to wrap a belt of energy around your arm of apathy, pop a pill of excitment into your otherwise dry and tired mouth and fill your veins with a mixture of vigour and pure fun. It also seemed to create many unwanted metaphors and similes, but thats just a side product. Drugs are bad, Mkay?
Hence FunSoc was born, and it did seem like a good idea at the time, but I havent stopped smiling since!
