When you're out drinking and it's time for the clubs
to close. The fluorescent lights (ugly lights
)come on, and feverish attempts are made to hide
oneself in the midst of their
harsh white glow. You realise that
the Hottie you have been making out with in a dark corner with is glaringly unattractive, but you realise even more so that
after 8 hours of drinking, you look like
utter shit- it's Ugly Hour.
Girl 1: You look like shit. What
time did you make it home this morning?
Girl 2: Oh, when the club was about
to close I decided I'd had enough...
Girl 1: You're were out till Ugly
Girl 2: Yes, and it was indeed very ugly