Poo
Went to a bar for Bri's birthday on Sat. Slid down the road on a giant mound of dog poo (accidentally). Random girl threw up on my coat. I threw up down the side of the taxi. (allegedly I have no recollection of this...I think it may be an elaborate lie Alex and Duncan concocted). And I left my favourite jumper at the bar.
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Bummer of a night.
I was rather pleased, though, that you were drunk enough to find the throwing up on your coat incident funny.
It was entertaining at least. And Alex was sweet and cleaned most of it off for me. I was most annoyed at forgeting my jumper though. It was my favourite.
hello! :D
living your life like it's golden, eh?
how about a book?
"puking and me: a series of vomit related incidents by 'loo." ;)
Hello!
It would be a very long book...
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