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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I had far too many at the free bar at my work's Christmas party last yearand - apparently - had to be walked home and tucked up in bed by a couple of mates.
I woke up at about 5pm the following day with a head fuzzier than a Leo Sayer Muppet. I then tried to recount what had happened the previous evening. I felt a bit ashamed, but I couldn't work out why. Like that Tetris block you've been waiting for, that vital memory slots into place.
I realised that earlier that same, horrifically hungover day, I'd actually gone to work. Still munted from the night before. I was incapable of doing anything and just stood by my mate's desk, silently swaying. I managed about three hours before I got sent home.
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krang, Thu 31 Mar 2011, 13:25,
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