Arriving home worse for wear
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mcmanus
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Days after the 9 eleven stuff we booked a week in Ibiza, cheap flights. The oldest and most sensible of us scrawled on my arm our hotel name and off out with no grub straight on the ale. Bar after bar and I went for a wander pissed as fuck. Woke the next morning without a clue but covered with these pines needles stuck in me. Took me ages pulling them out but still none the wiser.
Three days later these two blondes are chatting to my mate but pointing at me and laughing. If girls this fit look at me twice I think they're CID but went over thinking we could be in. Turns out a bouncer had turfed me out and threw in me a bush. The lovely girls had realised I was proper leathered and half walked me half carried me to the hotel inked on my arm.
The answer is no. Did I fuck put my dick in either.
Three days later these two blondes are chatting to my mate but pointing at me and laughing. If girls this fit look at me twice I think they're CID but went over thinking we could be in. Turns out a bouncer had turfed me out and threw in me a bush. The lovely girls had realised I was proper leathered and half walked me half carried me to the hotel inked on my arm.
The answer is no. Did I fuck put my dick in either.
mancincali
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so happy this thread appeared. had my worst night out just last night after the fa cup game, blacked out, never mix liquors so they say. I never heard that one. I simply remembering rolling on my mates lawn. my bird stills pissed and wont talk to me... apparently I had puked all over myself, but oh well.
stonerblue
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Landed at Singapore on the way to Oz. Got to very fancy hotel and the mrs was knackered so went to bed.
I jumped straight into the chaos and found some great bars, a ballroom and a market traders night club. That was the last thing i remember before being rudely awoken by my screaming wife the next morning.
The lovely white sheets on our massive bed were covered in blood and me leg was oozing out more of the stuff onto the floor.
That little kerb i'd fallen off earlier turned out to be a massive gutter and it had sliced a four inch gash across my shin and cracked the bone.
Getting home from Ajax wasn't the warmest welcome i've had off the breadknife either.
I jumped straight into the chaos and found some great bars, a ballroom and a market traders night club. That was the last thing i remember before being rudely awoken by my screaming wife the next morning.
The lovely white sheets on our massive bed were covered in blood and me leg was oozing out more of the stuff onto the floor.
That little kerb i'd fallen off earlier turned out to be a massive gutter and it had sliced a four inch gash across my shin and cracked the bone.
Getting home from Ajax wasn't the warmest welcome i've had off the breadknife either.
BoyBlue_1985
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Christ on a stick. Black out night were my specialty up to 24. Magaluf being the wrost and rembering certain bits. First night there all out no food around 8 (big mistake you dont need to start till 11) anyway around 2 I lose all my mates cant remember for shit where I am staying realise I have stepped on glass and ruined my right foot, sit on wall trying to pull shards of glass out of foot. Hear some commotion as guard tells me to get off wall before giving me a smack as I try to hobble off, fall over smash head off floor. Must of been knocked out for a bit as next thing I remember is 2 scouse lads picking me up and saying I better come with them before changing there minds and kicking the shit out of me. At this point I had no chance against them im pissed on one foot and suffering from smashing my head off the floor. Anyway wake up a bit later as a couple walking past must think im dead, thank god they took me back to there apartment and laid me on floor. Woke up about 10, no idea where I was or what had happened, everything fucking hurts have blood all over my legs and face, wallet is empty, no flip flops, stagger out of this place and find an elderly copule walking, strange in magaluf I think well yes but im not in magaluf anymore. In my lost pissed state I had managed to end up in Palma fucking Nova so now I have to walk fucked with no flip flops 3KM to the only place I could remember seeing near the apartment, when my brother who is clearly fucking worried about me spots me, practically carries me to apartment and throws me in the shower. Apart from the morning the rest came back to me in flashes over a 1yr period.