Blackpool? Cesspool!
I was up in Blackpool for a stag do many years back and a few of us were sat in the guest house bar while the others got ready. There was a group of mid to late 30's lads in the bar who had obviously been exercising their drinking arms for ages .... All was relatively normal until I glanced round to see a member of their party stood at the bar necking his pint while a brown stain slowly spread across the back of his strides.

I remember nudging my friend insistently "Cy" "What?" Cy doesn't look round, "Cy" "What?" Cy still doesn't look round, "CY!" I pointedly exclaim, Cy follows my horrified gaze to the man standing in a public bar caked his own shit ...."Oh sweet fucking Christ" spake my disgusted friend.
(SpunkyMcSpunkbubble Diddled your nubbin on, Tue 22 Jul 2008, 18:00, Reply)