Morning After Souvenirs
I once woke up in a tent after a particularly drunken holiday pub crawl, clutching a tap. There's a drowned, sunken village somewhere in Wales because of my act of petty theft, but I cannot remember. Tell us what - or who - you've brought back from nights out.
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( , Thu 26 Apr 2012, 13:44)
I once woke up in a tent after a particularly drunken holiday pub crawl, clutching a tap. There's a drowned, sunken village somewhere in Wales because of my act of petty theft, but I cannot remember. Tell us what - or who - you've brought back from nights out.
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( , Thu 26 Apr 2012, 13:44)
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Poosome threesome
On a mate's stag night, one fella disappeared off to chat up a couple of ladies. This he did with great success, persuading them to indulge in troilism with him, which he enjoyed greatly before his triumphant return to the uni halls the stag party were staying in. Over breakfast he had just started the bragging when a cleaner appeared and asked if he'd been sleeping in Room XYZ. He admitted he had and she said: "We had a little accident didn't we?"
He nodded.
"You should clean up, shouldn't you?"
He nodded again and shamefacedly left the table to return to his room.
Turns out what he had come back with from his debauched night out was an inability to control his bowels. His great, boastful moment of triumph was completely drowned out by the bollocking he got from the cleaner for shitting all over his bed.
Karma's a bitch.
( , Fri 27 Apr 2012, 15:05, Reply)
On a mate's stag night, one fella disappeared off to chat up a couple of ladies. This he did with great success, persuading them to indulge in troilism with him, which he enjoyed greatly before his triumphant return to the uni halls the stag party were staying in. Over breakfast he had just started the bragging when a cleaner appeared and asked if he'd been sleeping in Room XYZ. He admitted he had and she said: "We had a little accident didn't we?"
He nodded.
"You should clean up, shouldn't you?"
He nodded again and shamefacedly left the table to return to his room.
Turns out what he had come back with from his debauched night out was an inability to control his bowels. His great, boastful moment of triumph was completely drowned out by the bollocking he got from the cleaner for shitting all over his bed.
Karma's a bitch.
( , Fri 27 Apr 2012, 15:05, Reply)
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