- A friend wipes the blood from your forehead.
- You say "Blood? Am I really bleeding."
- You get in a cab, then some time later projectile vom out the door, not sure if the cab is moving or stopped.
- You wake up, throbbing head, smile and say "So where am I?"
- You shared the whole night with lads whose company you really love.
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Five signs you've had a top night...
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2 comments:
You're weekend sounds freakishly like mine.
Except there was no blood, there was Ikea furniture however. And foot-fetish porn. We used to to rest the bottle of wine on if you were wondering (the porn, not the furniture).
Nights like those kick some seriously hard-core arse though!
i had an absolute ball. let's hope we get to do it again sometime in the not too distant future... ;)
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