Tales From The 'Pool
Many moons ago while working in Liverpool I was drinking heavily as is my wont when I had a Startrek moment. One minute I was in a club chatting some slapper up, the next I was waking up in my hotel room feeling like death warmed-up.

Blearily opening my eyes I had this strange feeling I wasn't alone.... I looked over to my left, fully expecting to see some hog from the previous night, and nearly shat myself! The pillow, the sheets, the duvet and halfway up the fecking wall were covered in red! Shit! I thought - what the fuck have I done? Have I picked somebody and murdered them when I realised how ugly they were?

Shakily I got out of bed and staggered to the bathroom. Turning the light on I saw myself in full-length mirror. Naked, red-eyed, hair all over the place and a fucking kebab with chilli sauce stuck to the side of my head!

I'd obviously bought the bugger when drunk and fallen asleep eating it.

I remain, as usual,
( Legless Mister Stabby - shanks for the memory, Thu 9 Jun 2005, 12:07, Reply)