19th
And it rocked like a motherfucker. After bailing on lectures at approximately 11am we were in the pub and pissed as 10 men by noon thanks largely to shotgunning several bottles of alcopoppy type things that were on special at the union. back to labs at 2, left at 2.40 due to the need to use concentrated sulphuric acid (although absolutely hammered, i really didn't fancy going out on the pull with a face like a melted welly-boot). Back to TFI.
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When the rest of the year besides me and my hardened drinker belgian mate join us we are just about able to speak. Did the TFI challenges. These included eating dog food, baby food, having a ladyfriend on my course simulate fellatio, lick another man's armpit and eat his pubes and play russian roulette with boiled eggs. Mine was raw. So after all that i won 2 bottles of champagne and stumbled off to the club. Despite being held up by a friend and offering a £10 note as identification and being covered in raw egg, which by now had dried to look like congealed snot, they let me in "cossssma birthday! Woo wooo!" yes i did make the train noise complete with horn pulling action. Once inside, clambered onto the stage and did the running man for the entire duration to Love Machine by Girls Aloud before falling off. Later was bought a large inflatable penis, which as a self-respecting b3tan i tucked down my jeans and started boffing the heads of nearby strangers with my giant inflatable comedy phallus.

Best. Birthday. Ever. Was a bit disappointed with my 20th on fri though, as i got so fucked i dont remeber any of it. Ah well.
(Rushy, Mon 12 Dec 2005, 13:42, Reply)