Booze Related Disasters
We want to know about your worst experiences with alcohol. Woken up in bed with your mum? Stole a donkey? Shat yourself in Harvester? Funniest stories will be used on B3ta Radio and also preserved by the magic of the web on this very site.
( , Fri 19 Mar 2004, 2:28)
We want to know about your worst experiences with alcohol. Woken up in bed with your mum? Stole a donkey? Shat yourself in Harvester? Funniest stories will be used on B3ta Radio and also preserved by the magic of the web on this very site.
( , Fri 19 Mar 2004, 2:28)
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St Pats, last wednesday
Me and one of my housemates went out in Newcastle about 2 in the afternoon, we were aiming (rather enthusiastically) at 4 hats but ended up with 3 (still impressive I feel). Woke up Thursday morning feeling awful to see my room FULL of Guinness stuff. I have a 20 foot long guinness/st pats day banner, a roll of st pats ticker tape, about 40 feet of it (I recall NOTHING about either of these), enough st pats day posters to cover a reasonably sized room and 3 guinness hats. Also some of those cardboard guinness cups they had everywhere.
I'm also told I went to a club after my Guinness escapade wearing the shittest jeans and T-shirt you have ever seen. I have no idea how I got in. Even more amazing is the fact that I pulled, she was a minger apparently (like I expected anything else!) and I refused to go home with her as "she was on her period, so there was no point".
God knows how I knew that, but it explains the sore Jaw the next day!
( , Fri 19 Mar 2004, 15:14, Reply)
Me and one of my housemates went out in Newcastle about 2 in the afternoon, we were aiming (rather enthusiastically) at 4 hats but ended up with 3 (still impressive I feel). Woke up Thursday morning feeling awful to see my room FULL of Guinness stuff. I have a 20 foot long guinness/st pats day banner, a roll of st pats ticker tape, about 40 feet of it (I recall NOTHING about either of these), enough st pats day posters to cover a reasonably sized room and 3 guinness hats. Also some of those cardboard guinness cups they had everywhere.
I'm also told I went to a club after my Guinness escapade wearing the shittest jeans and T-shirt you have ever seen. I have no idea how I got in. Even more amazing is the fact that I pulled, she was a minger apparently (like I expected anything else!) and I refused to go home with her as "she was on her period, so there was no point".
God knows how I knew that, but it explains the sore Jaw the next day!
( , Fri 19 Mar 2004, 15:14, Reply)
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