Where is the strangest place you have slept?
'lardaholics anonymous' was bored and started a new question over in the old question, so the least we can do is make it official. What with New Year's celebrations coming up, asking for the strangest place you have slept is nicely appropriate too.
In case you are wondering, Portsmouth beach in the fog. Very strange waking up to that.
( , Fri 29 Dec 2006, 8:57)
'lardaholics anonymous' was bored and started a new question over in the old question, so the least we can do is make it official. What with New Year's celebrations coming up, asking for the strangest place you have slept is nicely appropriate too.
In case you are wondering, Portsmouth beach in the fog. Very strange waking up to that.
( , Fri 29 Dec 2006, 8:57)
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Bolton
After a bottle of vodka to drown sulking over an ex binning me, and going to the local Rock Music gaff with a few mates and even more various drinks, there was a massive blank.
I ended up in some girl's gaff, got it on and I ended up in Bolton. Upon first awakening, the house layout was similar to a mate of mine who lived in Wigan. Upon exiting the premises, the girl in question woke up, along with her flatmate.
The house layout was so similiar, I was firmly under the impression that I was in my mates house in Wigan, but nooooo...... Bolton.
They were all "Thing is Panteneman, we told you several times in the taxi that we were heading back to Bolton and you wanted to come back with me and *insert girls name here*"
Vaguely remembered being pulled, but from that point onwards was a bit of a grey area.
What was a difficult one was I horizontal jogged with the girl, and yet I got through that morning and exiting the premises without ever needing to use her name. As I clearly forgot it due to massive alcohol consumption.
Thought it was bloody hillarious, and a cracking yarn to share with mates of mine.
( , Fri 29 Dec 2006, 19:03, Reply)
After a bottle of vodka to drown sulking over an ex binning me, and going to the local Rock Music gaff with a few mates and even more various drinks, there was a massive blank.
I ended up in some girl's gaff, got it on and I ended up in Bolton. Upon first awakening, the house layout was similar to a mate of mine who lived in Wigan. Upon exiting the premises, the girl in question woke up, along with her flatmate.
The house layout was so similiar, I was firmly under the impression that I was in my mates house in Wigan, but nooooo...... Bolton.
They were all "Thing is Panteneman, we told you several times in the taxi that we were heading back to Bolton and you wanted to come back with me and *insert girls name here*"
Vaguely remembered being pulled, but from that point onwards was a bit of a grey area.
What was a difficult one was I horizontal jogged with the girl, and yet I got through that morning and exiting the premises without ever needing to use her name. As I clearly forgot it due to massive alcohol consumption.
Thought it was bloody hillarious, and a cracking yarn to share with mates of mine.
( , Fri 29 Dec 2006, 19:03, Reply)
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