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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...the bus back from pacha around 8.00am and was getting hugely freaked out by stares from the locals and I was only wankered..
Your story reminds me of a Welsh lad at a beach party that'd carried on from the night before who was so fucking sunburned he was maroon and devoid of any sun cream or cognitive thought. I remember being really worried about him...
Oh Ibiza, them were the days.
(, Tue 29 Mar 2011, 17:56, 1 reply)
It's not the same now. That's why I left. Way too many new laws to take the fun out of a sesh.....which is probably a good thing for my mental and physical well-being!
(, Wed 30 Mar 2011, 4:46, closed)
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