I like television.
It's where my friends live.

Alt: not since school, I don't think. I did pass out on my own front doorstep a few years ago, but that was because I was using a diesel powered generator in a flat with no windows open. Frankly, I was lucky I didn't do myself any worse damage.
( b3th Not shit. Not mod., Thu 19 Jan 2012, 13:23, 2 replies, latest was 14 years ago)

Hhahah wtf!

( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Thu 19 Jan 2012, 13:25, Reply)

It was after some bitch had turned my flat into a skag den and then fucked off.
I'd gone home to try to clean it up, but we couldn't get the electric switched back on, so we hired a genny for the weekend. Didn't occur to either me or mum that it might be a good idea to open the windows.

Also, because it was widely known to the neighbours as being a drug den (though no-one thought to mention it to the letting agents), someone stepped over my unconscious form on their way to the stairs, and didn't think to check whether I was alive.
( b3th Not shit. Not mod., Thu 19 Jan 2012, 13:30, Reply)

I threw up on a bowling green once
It looked like pure lard
( sporters I’m sincerely gratitude to you, Thu 19 Jan 2012, 13:26, Reply)

Had you been eating lard?

( b3th Not shit. Not mod., Thu 19 Jan 2012, 13:31, Reply)

it was spunk
the over 80's men's bowling team had put him on the green and bukkeaed him for an hour
( Naked Ape call me Caitlyn, Thu 19 Jan 2012, 13:32, Reply)

Surely that would have looked like polycell, not lard?

( b3th Not shit. Not mod., Thu 19 Jan 2012, 13:34, Reply)

Thanks b3th Almond

( sporters I’m sincerely gratitude to you, Thu 19 Jan 2012, 13:35, Reply)

I think it was really badly cooked chips mixed with lots of cheap lager

( sporters I’m sincerely gratitude to you, Thu 19 Jan 2012, 13:35, Reply)