Morning After SouvenirsI 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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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 26 Apr 2012, 13:44)
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Kind of the opposite, really13 years ago to the day, I woke up after celebrating my birthday by getting well and truly lashed with some of my university chums. Standing over me was the intimidating form of our hall of residence's head warden, a frighteningly stern lady wearing a deep frown. I had a throat like the Gobi desert and a head that felt like Disaster Area were soundchecking in it, so I was unable to do more than grunt when she asked me the obvious question:
"Where's your bed?"
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emvee cruor deo cruoris, Mon 30 Apr 2012, 10:37,
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