Steve, again.
My mate Steve has a few of these so next one:

My mate Steve is fairly good looking (so I'm told be girls of the female variety). He is also a complete piss-head. These two things occasionally conspire to make amusing stories. Such as this one.

Steve had been drinking, a lot, in the Union as students do. He had a girlfriend back in the homeland, and he loved her (a little bit). Unfortunately she wasn't here, and booze was. One of the girls from his course found Steve attractive (lets call her Frogmella). She communicated this to him by whispering into his mouth, and generally swapping spit. Frogmella wanted to crank it up a notch so suggested they head back to hers.

Steve, tried his best to convince her that he had a girlfriend, and that he only wanted to sleep. Frogmella, eager for company suggested that her bed was a great place to sleep. Steve, in his addled state could only compliment her logic and follow her home.

Poor Frogmella did not manage to get her wicked way, as Steve promptly passed out once installed in her bed. The ignominy was pilled higher when come morning Steve unleashed his morning reveille fart. Only to realise a split second too late it was in fact a reveille shart.

Yes, he had shat in a random girl's bed. He did what any man does in this situation. He gathered his possessions and fled the scene with much alacrity.

Length? It must have been impressive as she still tried to shag him afterwards.
(brycemonkey No fatal accidents since:, Fri 28 Mar 2008, 21:32, Reply)