A warning:
Don't agree to go on a short holiday with work colleagues, just because it'll be cheap and you can't afford to go on a proper holiday with people you actually like.

An evening : Outside a club

"Hey look, Moey, it's lady's night... we simply have to go along."

"But, person that I now really wish I hadn't agreed to come to Newquay with, the very fact that it's lady's night most certainly guarantees that the place will be full of utter cockends like yourself."

"No, look: "Ladies get in free". It says so on the sign, see."

He was right, at least two "ladies" got in free. I was more right.

Another evening : Outside the very same club

"Oooooh, Foam Party. How about it, lads?"

"Oh dear, you poor, deluded cock monkey, I'd rather attempt to insert that rather large and unwieldy surf board I repeatedly failed to stand on this afternoon, into my anus. Sideways. You go, I'm going to drink elsewhere, and, if I'm really lucky, I'll forget where I'm staying and bed down in a piss-stained doorway for the next few days."

"But, it's a Foam Party, the place will be jam packed with women."

"Saying it as "Foam Party" doesn't make it any more appealing. Any women who are there will be dragging their hairy knuckles on the floor, and they still won't speak to you. I stand by my first point, now fuck off."

One of them caught a cold. Neither found a sexual partner for the evening. I failed to find a suitable doorway to stay in.
( Moey, Mon 13 Apr 2009, 19:58, 1 reply)

This
is my life.
( baw__bag contains traces of nuts on, Tue 14 Apr 2009, 1:48, closed)