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.
(Suggested by Bicycle Repairman)
( , Thu 26 Apr 2012, 13:44)
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tom.joad has reminded me
Some acquaintances of mine (who shall remain nameless) visited Amsterdam for a lad's holiday, during which they managed, in broad daylight, to steal the red carpet from the Hilton hotel. This thing was bloody enormous - eight feet wide and thirty or forty long. It took three of them to carry it back to where they were staying.
They left it in their dorm room with a note pinned to it reading "This is not the red carpet from the Hilton, and there is not a dead hooker in the attic".
( , Sat 28 Apr 2012, 3:00, Reply)
Some acquaintances of mine (who shall remain nameless) visited Amsterdam for a lad's holiday, during which they managed, in broad daylight, to steal the red carpet from the Hilton hotel. This thing was bloody enormous - eight feet wide and thirty or forty long. It took three of them to carry it back to where they were staying.
They left it in their dorm room with a note pinned to it reading "This is not the red carpet from the Hilton, and there is not a dead hooker in the attic".
( , Sat 28 Apr 2012, 3:00, Reply)
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