I've just been informed that when we were walking home on the one night the other week that led to the three day hangover and massive leg bruise we ended up being followed by two lads. who watched us pee... (classy, yes, but you try finding an open toilet in york at 4am... >_> )
then the only part i vaguely remember, being me dropping my lipstick and picking it up.
so yeah, apparently one of these lads came up to me and offered me his joint so i took it & ran off with it.
i could barely f*cking stand, failed completely at ordering food
yet 10 minutes down the road, i managed to stand there having a conversation, have a p*ss, pick up my lipstick and run down the street smoking some random blokes joint in my massive shoes?
what the f*ck?