short walk home

went to a club with some friends and got off with a v foxy but extremely drunk girl, who I managed to persuade to come home with me.

Whilst walking back to my nearby flat, she complained she couldn't be bothered walking and insisted I carry her. I obliged, but after a few hundred yards got a bit tired and put her back down. She started complaining again, and berserkly tried to leap back up into my arms, at the exact moment I went to get a cigarette out of my pocket. She leapt in the air, then landed on the pavement, on her head, knocking herself unconscious.

Just then a police car screeched to a halt next to me, and a policeman and a policewoman jumped out of the car. The man restrained me, obviously under the impression that I'd just knocked the girl out, while the policewoman tried to revive the unconscious girl whilst giving me very disapproving looks.

They took my name and address ( false ones, naturally - she could've been dead for all I knew ), and managed to wake the girl, who was apparently suffering from some form of concussion.

They then flagged down a passing taxi and put us BOTH in it, instructing the driver to make sure we went to the hospital.

The girl then said she didn't want to go to the hospital "because she worked there", so as soon as the police were out of sight, I gave the taxi driver a tenner to say nothing, let us out and drive off. Which, to his credit, he did.

I still took the girl home, but by now the chances of anything occurring were slim at best and she was clearly not right. I had to sit up most of the night with her to make sure she was okay.

Next morning, however, she was right as rain but refused the offer of a taxi home, ate every last bit of food I had before ringing her boyfriend to come and pick her up.

what was the question again
(jack hammer, Fri 8 Sep 2006, 2:32, Reply)