The other day Kasper, Vice Belgium’s handsome editor sent us an email called “What’s up with Wales?” In it was a gallery of drunk Welsh people bleeding and spitting on each other. While I was giggling our Welsh intern Eleri looked over my shoulder and shrugged, five minutes on Facebook later and she’d made her own gallery of lager nightmares. All her nights out seem to look like the gay Garbage Pail Kids doing the Vietnam war with piss instead of napalm, at the risk of losing her mates she let us put up the gallery and told us what a night out where she comes from is like… Read more »
