For some young gentlemen in Wales, a good night out is ten pints of cider and a fight with a transvestite. Although, as this story* shows, it is worth being wary of who you're being lairy to:

Two thugs who attacked what they thought were a pair of transvestites picked on the wrong men - when their intended victims turned out to be cage fighters on a night out in fancy dress.

See, you never know when a cross dresser might turn out to be a cage fighter on a night out...

*Via an e-mail from my good friend and ex-work colleague the Moai. Who is Welsh but, to my knowledge, has never picked a fight with a transvestite. Or, for that matter, a cage fighter.