pub golf is an evil game!
back when i was one of those annoying student types. my classmates and i thought it would be a good idea to play pub golf. now as some background, i'd had a sorta shagging thing going on with one of the boys thats all it was and i'm a sensible enough kinda girl to realise nothing more was to come of it. pun un-intended. Anyhow, if you know the rules of pub golf you'll know the night was a very messy one, i was absolutley hammered and in my stouper snogged one of said boys friends. for some reason i felt majorly guilty because he had seen me snoggin him against a wall and decided to cry like the pissed idiot i was, telling whoever would listen that i'd been an idiot and how could i come between two friends etc etc

turns out neither of them gave a shit about the whole thing even though i somehow thought they did. and i ended up being thown over a pals shoulder and chucked in a taxi home clearly too drunk to take care of my emotions.

oh god i hate thinkin about it! the shame!
(fernbrittonsexcessskin will give a shit later, Thu 27 Nov 2008, 22:11, 2 replies)

I'm sooooo sorry....
...but I heard that all in the voice of Vikki Pollard!
(EffinDoubt is breaking glass on, Fri 28 Nov 2008, 8:14, closed)

ha ha
reading it back i kinda see what u mean!
(fernbrittonsexcessskin will give a shit later, Fri 28 Nov 2008, 10:27, closed)