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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Rather underwhelming.
on a bench.
whilstdrunk nay Shitfaced nay! a trifle wibbly. ahem.
me +
1 x flask of cinzano (for the love of christ WHY?)
4 x pints of braindeath type beer from the indian
surely you say, that's enough. nay.
i decided (in all my wisdom) that a bottle of the house white was in order.
in no mood for a glass and swigging from the bottle, we exited and made way to the pub,which was all of 200 yards away.
i fell over 3 times.
i went inside, decided i didn't like it much and went to sit on the curb. i then decided sitting was too much effort and had a little lie down. i must have passed out, because i woke up to someone nudging me with their foot, and i quote;
'ahh thank fuck for that, i thought you were dead...'
somewhere inbetween, i was violently sick, and took a picture of it on my phone.
eep.i then proceed to stagger about and sit on various benches as the congregation made their way home.
alas the final bench was sat on, almost at my floor to sleep on for the night.
waking up to a crowd of what can only be described as kaiser chiefs lookalikes, was unsettling to say the least. and i got up. staggered home, slept on a floor. and woke up at some ungodly hour to wander into college.
and that was my brief stint as a tramp.
my girlfriend still takes the piss.
the moral of the story?
being 17 is fantastic, hangovers evade me.
(inches or feet darling?)
( , Sun 31 Dec 2006, 11:59, Reply)
on a bench.
whilst
me +
1 x flask of cinzano (for the love of christ WHY?)
4 x pints of braindeath type beer from the indian
surely you say, that's enough. nay.
i decided (in all my wisdom) that a bottle of the house white was in order.
in no mood for a glass and swigging from the bottle, we exited and made way to the pub,which was all of 200 yards away.
i fell over 3 times.
i went inside, decided i didn't like it much and went to sit on the curb. i then decided sitting was too much effort and had a little lie down. i must have passed out, because i woke up to someone nudging me with their foot, and i quote;
'ahh thank fuck for that, i thought you were dead...'
somewhere inbetween, i was violently sick, and took a picture of it on my phone.
eep.i then proceed to stagger about and sit on various benches as the congregation made their way home.
alas the final bench was sat on, almost at my floor to sleep on for the night.
waking up to a crowd of what can only be described as kaiser chiefs lookalikes, was unsettling to say the least. and i got up. staggered home, slept on a floor. and woke up at some ungodly hour to wander into college.
and that was my brief stint as a tramp.
my girlfriend still takes the piss.
the moral of the story?
being 17 is fantastic, hangovers evade me.
(inches or feet darling?)
( , Sun 31 Dec 2006, 11:59, Reply)
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