Star-Trek Moment
When I worked in Liverpool I was frequently (OK,always) on the piss after work. A few of us would go straight out, have a few beers, then some nosh and then drink until the wee hours. If I tried that now I'd be in bed for a week.

So this one night I was severely lashed. 10 plus pints and a few whiskies and I could barely cling on to the floor. Then I had a Star-Trek Moment.

A Star-Trek Moment is when you're on the piss and you're enjoying yourself in some club. Then, a split second later, you're waking up back in your hotel room and you haven't a clue how you got there. That's what happened this night.

So there I was, in my hotel room and I had the hangover from hell. Blearily I forced open my eyes. Then it hit me. I had the feeling that I wasn't alone. Oh crap. What have I picked up this time? So I swivelled my eyes to the left and saw......

Red. All over the pillowcase, all over the sheets and, inexplicably, all up the wall. Oh fuck. What have I done now? Did I invite some girl back and then murder her?

So I dragged my aching carcass out of bed and headed for the bathroom. I flicked on the light switch and there in the full length mirror, in front of me, stood a 6 foot tall Geordie, bollock naked with a kebab stuck to the side of his head.

Cheers

P.S.Have you any idea how long I scrubbed the side of my face for to try and get the smell of chilli sauce and kebab out? Well it didn't work. For weeks afterwards I was followed by packs of dogs......
( Legless Mister Stabby - shanks for the memory, Fri 18 Jan 2008, 3:17, 2 replies)

*clicks*
Classic legless!
(Bicycle Repairman "you're also a bit of a wanker", Fri 18 Jan 2008, 14:27, closed)

I smell a repost...
Still... *click*

Brilliant!
( jim_bob can herd cats., Fri 18 Jan 2008, 23:14, closed)