American hotels
Lovely places. I was going Greyhound round the States and arrived very late in San Francisco with nowhere to stay. I met up with some French students and we agreed to share 2 rooms in a very cheap backpacker's hotel to keep costs down. So somehow I ended up sharing a double bed with 'Antoine' or whatever his name was who talked in his sleep most of the night. I must have dropped off though because I woke up in the morning to find him doing nude yoga in the tiny room, meaning his bare arse was right in my face. I said my farewells and left.
(Smale is stuffed, Wed 13 Apr 2011, 10:25, 1 reply)

Maybe
he was knocking one out over you while asleep.
( The Mock Turtle ™ --- Thinks you are a cunt, on, Wed 13 Apr 2011, 10:28, closed)

Probably
And he never even phoned
(Smale is stuffed, Wed 13 Apr 2011, 11:37, closed)

Did you
leave any money on the pillow before you left so quickly?
( The Mock Turtle ™ --- Thinks you are a cunt, on, Wed 13 Apr 2011, 12:11, closed)

No
I mean, I was a skint student at the time
(Smale is stuffed, Wed 13 Apr 2011, 13:51, closed)