In celebration of the woman who went out for a quiet drink with friends after work, and ended up half naked, kicking a copper in the nads and threatening to smear her own shit over hospital staff, how have your best-laid plans ended in woe?
(, Thu 24 Mar 2011, 16:02)
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Ahhh, shag.
Other side of the island I'm afraid, not one that I frequent often. The pub-golf catchup was at the Old Court House (which I DO frequent frequently).
Either of you beans, or have you just visited our alcohol infested island?
(, Fri 25 Mar 2011, 11:01, 1 reply)
I do have a horror story from the OCH as well mon vie. Will see if I can track it down and repost.
(, Fri 25 Mar 2011, 19:11, closed)
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