Never go shopping on a comedown.
Towards the end of my second year in uni I had to go and buy an outfit for a family party. Only problem was the night before I went shopping I attended a party. Being the typical student party the narcotics flowed freely. I didn't get any sleep that night and my comedown was starting. So I decided to go shopping as soon as the sun came up. Big mistake.

I walked into a few stores and didn't find anything that would do for a family get together. Then I spy The Hat. It was a tweed trilby in some unknown department store. I had to buy it. I then walked into every clothing store in town asking if they had an outfit to go with the hat. Finally I settled on black trousers, a white shirt with a brown tie that matched the hat. I wore that hat every day I went out for the whole of that summer, it was great. I lost it now. I miss my hat:(
( bobzarkoff, Fri 22 May 2009, 2:33, Reply)