Skid Row magazine. Which one are you? The one eating grass or the slightly more dignified guy laying on the bench?
Years ago got last train from London, tanked up, fell asleep and ended up in Bournemouth and thrown out. Was standing there with a policeman who was in the same situation, his watch stopped without him noticing on a night out.
Behind us on a bench was a Polish bloke who was very worse for wear. He'd stand up every now and then ask us how to get somewhere and we were like "6am train". he'd go back and drink. eventually he fell asleep, leaning over. then he fell off the bench onto the ground (still asleep). then he pissed himself (still asleep).
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Mon 18 May, 22:51,
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Years ago got last train from London, tanked up, fell asleep and ended up in Bournemouth and thrown out. Was standing there with a policeman who was in the same situation, his watch stopped without him noticing on a night out.
Behind us on a bench was a Polish bloke who was very worse for wear. He'd stand up every now and then ask us how to get somewhere and we were like "6am train". he'd go back and drink. eventually he fell asleep, leaning over. then he fell off the bench onto the ground (still asleep). then he pissed himself (still asleep).
yeah we get together every year for a meetup. But the Polish guy now has prostrate problems and can't always perform
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Tue 19 May, 2:11,
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My Norwegian mate has a restaurant in Bergen.I told him to get some Buckfast in his wine cellar for the Scottish visitors. I assured him that they would get the joke.
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Tue 19 May, 11:21,
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