You've not had a heavy session until
You wake up in your student room with your head and torso in bed, but you're kneeling on the floor. The lino floor is awash with some kind of liquid (OMG, please let it not be urine) and broken glass. There is sick spatter around the basin.

And the cleaner is coming to empty your bin in 5 minutes.

But you are, surprisingly, alive.
(rogerzilla, Thu 14 Feb 2013, 19:55, 6 replies)

You've not had a heavy session until
You wake up in your student room with your head and torso in bed, but you're kneeling on the floor. The lino floor is awash with some kind of liquid (OMG, please let it not be urine) and broken glass. There is sick spatter around the basin.

And the cleaner is coming to empty your bin in 5 minutes jail.

But you are, surprisingly, alive.
( The Awful Puppy Bakery is still bored, Thu 14 Feb 2013, 20:07, closed)

Pah, lighweight.
Try the same in a back alley across from a homeless person.
(Me, I'm not... in any way intoxicated, Thu 14 Feb 2013, 20:14, closed)

I once woke up, hanging out of bed,
with my head in a bin, caked in red wine vomit, and with numerous obscene doodles on my face. Does that count?
( monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Thu 14 Feb 2013, 20:14, closed)

mum?

( janet aylia y'all motherfuckers need jesus, Fri 15 Feb 2013, 10:09, closed)

Just tell the cleaner:
Stay About My Bins!

Hm? Oh, "from". Right.

Stay From About My Bins!
( The Incredible Sulk Finally remembered his password on, Fri 15 Feb 2013, 12:16, closed)

Your halls had a cleaner?
Fucking posh school

We had to take our own bins out
( Joe Scaramanga with a G-double-O-D vibration, Fri 15 Feb 2013, 14:44, closed)