On my 19th,
I downed 4 pints of some random Wetherspoon's cocktail, then proceeded to empty it down the Gents toilet door 30 seconds later. I worked there for 6 months, and they never knew it was me.
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The Duke Of Your Fingers feels like an old man... mmm, tasty!,
Mon 10 Nov 2003, 0:20,
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I believe I was given a cocktail
but they lied about what was in it.
I think it must have been delayed reaction or something, because I was half way though a pint when I exploded!
A lovely bright red experience. Everywhere.
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Kamikaze Stoat £4.09,
Mon 10 Nov 2003, 0:24,
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