Work's Christmas do

About 10 years ago I was working for a law firm and we had our bash at the Town Hall. Quite a lavish black tie do.

Anyway, I ended up absolutely shedded waiting for the night bus from Piccadilly Gardens and somehow missed it. Two older women ended up taking pity on me and we shared a cab back to theirs. Wahey, I thought. Instead it turned out that they actually had taken pity on me and bundled me in another cab back home.

For reasons known only to my drunken self I jumped out at Ashton and walked home from there to Stalybridge. Outside Tameside college I got jumped by some fucking idiot who pulled a knife and went for my face on account of me apparently calling him a dickhead. Whether I did or not is anyone's guess. Anyway, I got up off the deck and he'd fucked off with my wallet. I made it as far as Stamford Park before calling an ambulance as my mouth was pissing blood from a gaping gap on one side. An emergency plastic surgery op later and I looked like the Joker meets Bilbo Baggins.

So in one night I'd gone from a black tie do, to the prospect of a milfy threesome to getting slashed in the face. Not my finest hour at all.
Sounds like you dodged a bullet there
 

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