Nights Out Gone WrongIn 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?
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chthonic, Thu 24 Mar 2011, 16:02)
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We used to play "wide games" at nightat the Scottish Scoolboys Club summer camps at Portavadie, Loch Fyne. A hundred of us stumbling blindly around in the rain over boulders and ravines in the pitch dark, with our precious cargoes of hidden beers and soggy squashed cigarettes, the aim being to capture some flags or some such nonsense. Happy nights.
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Three Dog Man, Mon 28 Mar 2011, 19:27,
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