Nights Out Gone WrongIn celebration of the woman who went out for a quiet drink with friends after work, and ended up half naked, kicking a copper in the nads and threatening to smear her own shit over hospital staff, how have your best-laid plans ended in woe?
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chthonic, Thu 24 Mar 2011, 16:02)
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Many years ago I went on a pub crawl with my mates..........not so bad but there were 27 pubs in the town at that time and the journey was only two miles in total. We set the rules as 1)at least one alcoholic beverage to be purchased and drunk in each pub and 2) no-one gets left behind. If they flake, call them a cab.
I woke up in an alleyway, 11 miles from home. Clothes - check. Money - check. Signs of unwanted sexual activity - none.
After getting directions to the local train station, I was back home by 10.30 that morning. Spoke to every one of our group as to what happened and they all said the same thing. "Thought you'd flaked and got a cab home."
I still don't know what happened or how I got there.
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NooShmoo It's a fantazmagorical pile of ultra bollocks, Wed 30 Mar 2011, 16:45,
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