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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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December 22nd 2000
It was the office piss-up, and by the time everybody left at about 10pm, I was seriously refreshed. A good few then wandered up the road to one of the old town pubs (as they are far superior). However, after 5 minutes of shambling about trying to find the bar, I gave up and left.

I was at the stage where the world starts sounding a little distant, and it feels like you're wearing somebody else's spectacles. Anyway, I meandered in the general direction of the bus stop. I remember walking past the same shop fronts at least twice before I ended up at the the bus stop. I checked the times, and the last bus was due in 5 mins. I was then attracted like a pissed moth to the bright glow of the McDonalds across the street so I ambled over there where I hastily devoured 2 quarter pounders before going back to the bus stop just in time.

I settled down on the bus, but after five minutes I needed a pee. "It'll hold, it's not far" I thought. Another five minutes passed and I was struggling. My face was red, I was jigging about and my kidneys were beginning to throb. I had to get off and go behind a wall or something.

The bus pulled up and I declared to the driver that "I'm going to have to get off, I'm busting for a slash" before jumping off. I trotted down a side street and down an alley whereby with great relief and an exaggerated sigh I emptied my bladder. After peeing for about a week, I zipped up and went back to the main road to find the bus wasn't waiting for me as I had inexplicably expected it to be. I had forgotten that buses have a timetable to stick to and typically it had driven off after I had disembarked.
"Oh bollocks" I muttered. The next bus wasn't going to be for at least another nine hours. So I lurched the remaining 2 miles home. It would've been 1.5 miles but for some reason I followed the bus route home, striding along slightly sideways much like an emu in a crosswind. An emu with a small stone in its shoe.
(, Wed 30 Mar 2011, 14:31, 3 replies)
That just brought back memories of
Ye Olde White Hart and Black Boy :)
(, Thu 31 Mar 2011, 0:22, closed)
If you know Hull, particularly east Hull,
I think it was Lloyd's Bar at the bottom of Whitefriargate. I did get off the bus on Holderness Road near Elephant & Castle pub and then still had to walk home to Sutton.
(, Thu 31 Mar 2011, 0:53, closed)

reminded me of this somehow
www.b3ta.com/questions/smoking/post133188
(, Thu 31 Mar 2011, 13:00, closed)

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