Mushrooms and Ketamine...
I woke up. My eyes were as yet unopened, but sound was creeping into my ears and a headache was enthusiastically making itself known. I shook my head and buried it further into my pillow. It didn't work; I was conscious and loathing it. I began my daily routine, thrusting my hand into my boxers and having a fumble. "Yup" I thought, "two of them, one of those, all present and correct" I forced my eyes open, struggled to recognise my location, and looked down at myself. What I saw shocked me... how the hell had I become covered in mud? Why had I only one shoe? Why, in the name of God why, did I have an enormous cuddly horse enveloed in my arms?

The answer wasn't long in coming. My friend Oli heard my coughing upon awakening and appeared with a spliff.

"Urgh" I said. " Why does my mouth taste like something has had a shit in it?"

Oli replied "Because we did loads of mushrooms, and ketamine, and you didn't brush your teeth before bed."
( disasterprone "Pyjamas caused the Holocaust", Thu 16 Sep 2010, 13:40, Reply)