» My Worst Vomit

quite a long one, but anyway
in my first year at uni, i got a touch drunk, and had to be escorted to a bus home by one of my friends. the details become a little hazy here... i remember vomiting down myself with some old scouse woman asking me if i was ok... yeah fine love, just vomiting on myself, on the bus. anyway... gets hazy here... i then remember waking up the next day fully dressed, shoes on, lying in bed. i woke up looked around and realised i was missing my wallet and coat, and had a mate's mobile as well as my own. the young man whose phone i had had my coat and a man named trevor who worked in kwiksave 10 miles away had my wallet and rang up my uni. very strange night. still not sure how i got home... or how my wallet ended up 10 miles away in kwiksave.
(Fri 20th Aug 2004, 22:46, More)

» Shit Stories

poo
7 or 8 pints of guinness on st patricks day? a black poo the next morning. terrifying
(Thu 6th May 2004, 11:40, More)