About a month ago I was out drinking with a couple mates in a local pub. After a while the numbers started dwindling until there was just two of us left. Too awake and energised to be arsed going home we decided to venture into the city center in search of more booze and a generally merry time. We ended up in this one bar where we found out that it cost five pound to get in so we did the natural thing and snuck in through the smoker's area (a lot easier than it should have benn, by the way).
Now my friend is a brilliant flirt and always manages to get guys to buy her drinks which pisses me off no end as I shell over my hard earned cash. Anyway about an hour and quite a few drinks later we're in the smoking area again as it was bloody steaming inside. I quickly pop to the toilet and come back to see my mate looking obscenely drunk, as in 'better get a taxi home sharpish'. I ask her jokingly if she's had a few too many when she turns and says 'I think I've been spiked'. SLAM! She falls over, I just about catch her. So now we're waiting outside as the ambulance is taking absolutely forever to arrive and she's being sick a fair bit. Finally it arrives (at 2:30am) and we depart.
By the time we get to the hospital I'm shattered. I really should get home but I can't leave my friend like this, I should stay until the doctor arrives. The doctor doesn't arrive until bloody 4:30 in the morning. The night pretty much ended with me sleep deprived in a hospital washing vomit out of my friends hair while nurses walked by making fun at me and her. I was so pissed off I could've smashed their faces in there and then.
And that was how I celebrated the first 5 hours of my 18th birthday.
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About a month ago I was out drinking with a couple mates in a local pub. After a while the numbers started dwindling until there was just two of us left. Too awake and energised to be arsed going home we decided to venture into the city center in search of more booze and a generally merry time. We ended up in this one bar where we found out that it cost five pound to get in so we did the natural thing and snuck in through the smoker's area (a lot easier than it should have benn, by the way).
Now my friend is a brilliant flirt and always manages to get guys to buy her drinks which pisses me off no end as I shell over my hard earned cash. Anyway about an hour and quite a few drinks later we're in the smoking area again as it was bloody steaming inside. I quickly pop to the toilet and come back to see my mate looking obscenely drunk, as in 'better get a taxi home sharpish'. I ask her jokingly if she's had a few too many when she turns and says 'I think I've been spiked'. SLAM! She falls over, I just about catch her. So now we're waiting outside as the ambulance is taking absolutely forever to arrive and she's being sick a fair bit. Finally it arrives (at 2:30am) and we depart.
By the time we get to the hospital I'm shattered. I really should get home but I can't leave my friend like this, I should stay until the doctor arrives. The doctor doesn't arrive until bloody 4:30 in the morning. The night pretty much ended with me sleep deprived in a hospital washing vomit out of my friends hair while nurses walked by making fun at me and her. I was so pissed off I could've smashed their faces in there and then.
And that was how I celebrated the first 5 hours of my 18th birthday.
Nothing funny or unusual about that. Sounds like a normal night out.
I was just bored so I wanted to see if I could make up something on the spot and see how long I could go on for before I ran out of ideas. Probably should have done this on old GR.
