Drink & Devonda Do Not Mix
Like the post below i have a natural affinity for finding myself in very unusual situations:

The time i decided to try and enter a bar with an oily battered sausage half hanging out of my zipper and then trying to persuade the female bouncer to take a nibble of it.

Same night after unsuccessful entry i came around mid-thrust inside a fat ginger and calmly "backed-out" and walked out of the hostel dorm with my pants round my ankles and bits of said battered sausage down my leg.

Or the night when i went for the record of drinking as many ABC'S (Absinth,Barcardi 151 & Charteusse) Shots in one session. There wasn't even a previous record i just decided there was one to beat.

On the sixth shot i thought it would be a great idea to bring home a 32 year old mum of two back to my place for a but "my place" my drunken mind translated as my "girlfriends house" and "some fun" was my attempt at a menge a trois.

Needless to say when mum of two asked me where we were walking to and i slurred "meesh gurlsfeeend hoose" she scarped and my girlfriend found me later walking round the confines of her front garden looking for her.

Or there was the time more recently that i got wasted with local Thai guys and decided to drive my scooter home only to crash in the middle of the road get mugged and then pass out while filling my shorts with shit.

Needless to say i try to steer clear of the devil juice where i can..
(Devonda, Fri 25 Mar 2011, 5:38, 1 reply)

Hahahahaha!
The last tale made me laugh. Apart from the mugging bit. Click!
( Evil Bastardo, Fri 25 Mar 2011, 11:47, closed)