Too much is not enough
After my final ever exam at university, I did what was only natural and consumed way too much cheap lager.

It was a beautifully sunny day in Yorkshire and falling into the nearest beer garden and ordering jugs and jugs of the stuff at 1pm was an amazing way to finish my university career.

By about midnight, absolutely obliterated I exclaimed to my dear friend Quincy that I had had too much beer and was feeling queasy.

Being the kind and generous lad he was, he replied " lets get you into a taxi "

Relieved that my night and my education had come to a well overdue close, I stumbled into the back of a taxi.

Before I could slur the words 'take me home kind sir' Quincy dives in and orders the taxi to take us to Visage - the resident cheese and debauchery establishment.

There was no arguing with the bastard and to the credit of my stamina (that i never knew i possesed) We had the best night EVER.

Just goes to prove that too much is never enough.

Dont you just love happy endings...
(Eggstrovert isnt patronising you...honest..., Wed 15 Apr 2009, 14:42, Reply)