Unexpected Nudity
There you are minding your own business, looking neither to the left, nor to the right, when suddenly... SURPRISE TODGER!
Tell us just how un-erotic unexpected encounters with nudey people can be.
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( , Thu 28 May 2009, 13:32)
There you are minding your own business, looking neither to the left, nor to the right, when suddenly... SURPRISE TODGER!
Tell us just how un-erotic unexpected encounters with nudey people can be.
(suggested by wanderingjoe)
( , Thu 28 May 2009, 13:32)
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In the interest of keeping it short, sweet and funny.
I was working in Swansea Student Unions bar on the last day of term- something which no self-respecting student would normally do but I needed the money and I had heard that the bar manager did a pretty good spread for the "hard workers".
Come 3am we've closed and we have all been treated to an open bar and a luvly indian take away. I was in heaven.
4 hours later I trundle home and tuck myself into bed safe in the knowledge that the term was over and that I had achieved trolli-ness.
I was then rudely awoken at about 10am at the top of the stairs (bedroom is downstairs) by my housemate shaking me by the shoulders shouting "What the f**k do you think you're doing!?".
Turns out I'm a bit prone to sleep walking when sloshed and on this occassion I had taken it upon myself to shamble into his room, wave and walk around a bit and then pop outside onto the landing where I bagan to pee up the wall.
I swear to god he actually woke me up mid-stream. So of course I finished up and then did the honourable thing by getting a tea towel and rubbing it into the carpet a bit, before going back to bed.
The worst part of it was that just to the right of my chosen dribble down the wall was a mains socket. I shudder at the thought each and every time.
So all in all I didn't mean to get naked but on the other hand it was a fairly satisfying pish.
Narf!
( , Fri 29 May 2009, 8:18, 2 replies)
I was working in Swansea Student Unions bar on the last day of term- something which no self-respecting student would normally do but I needed the money and I had heard that the bar manager did a pretty good spread for the "hard workers".
Come 3am we've closed and we have all been treated to an open bar and a luvly indian take away. I was in heaven.
4 hours later I trundle home and tuck myself into bed safe in the knowledge that the term was over and that I had achieved trolli-ness.
I was then rudely awoken at about 10am at the top of the stairs (bedroom is downstairs) by my housemate shaking me by the shoulders shouting "What the f**k do you think you're doing!?".
Turns out I'm a bit prone to sleep walking when sloshed and on this occassion I had taken it upon myself to shamble into his room, wave and walk around a bit and then pop outside onto the landing where I bagan to pee up the wall.
I swear to god he actually woke me up mid-stream. So of course I finished up and then did the honourable thing by getting a tea towel and rubbing it into the carpet a bit, before going back to bed.
The worst part of it was that just to the right of my chosen dribble down the wall was a mains socket. I shudder at the thought each and every time.
So all in all I didn't mean to get naked but on the other hand it was a fairly satisfying pish.
Narf!
( , Fri 29 May 2009, 8:18, 2 replies)
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