interspark said:
Casimir_Effect said:
By a fire alarm, in a uni hall of residence, when mindfuckingly hungover. It was a drill. We had to assemble outside and wait for them to check... something (the complete lack of a real fire perhaps) while freezing our asses off. Uniquely, I also had the fun of trying not to empty my stomach all over the place.
And this has happened to me twice now. Seriously, fuck fire drills. You will never know the pain
lol, i guess you just have to wonder whats worse,
that, or a fiery death
welcome to the escapist btw
Oh no, you must have misunderstood. What could be
more fun than sitting outside at 6am wearing only a dressing gown and rocking backwards & forwards while trying to remember how in the name of all that is fucking holy I even made it home and where the hell my damn pants are?
Seriously, I choose fiery death every time. If it's that or giving up whisky then bring on the tan!
Thanks for the welcome mate