Drunk in Wales
Our school had a field trip for 6th Form biology students to Aberglaswyn in North Wales (sorry if the spelling is wrong).We arrived, and duly sampled and quadrated our way up mountain and down dale for a week, until the final night, where the staff take us to the next village away (about 4 miles) and the pub.

Fast foward about 4 hours, till midnight, and there is me, Mick and a few other mates having a nice smoke after a good few pints in the pub beer garden. Nicely stoned. Nicely that is until the Welsh Bar police (locals) kick us out saying they don't allow non-locals in lock-ins. So out we go, and we discover everyone else has already left. Walk home consists of stone track, 1m wide, with big fall away banks on each side, one with river, other with nasty rocks. We begin the trek home. All of sudden, Pete runs passed, having stopped for a quick slash, stoned off his tits, shouting "f-ing lights are coming, were being hunted", we turn and see hundreds of yellow lights coming up the banks on both sides. In our stoned state, we all mutually cack it, and run the 4 miles home, overtaking the main party of students outside the Youth Hostel.

To calming down once in the dorm, we proceed to drink hidden bottles of White Lightning and discuss scary happenings in rural Wales. Evening ends with me being photographed in bed with Year 12 bike, the other lads smoking weed through "pooters" and the school having massive boozy party at hostel, much to annoyance of other guests.

Outcome: Turns out they were glow-worms. Harmless glow-worms. Still made a mess of my trousers. Also, the school were then banned from taking any other kids to the youth hostel. Yay for the class of 95!!
(gjb006, Tue 25 Apr 2006, 14:49, Reply)