i belive someone has a story to tell
as do you aythree
Short and sweet account of what happened.........
It was my work's xmas lunch.
Had some wine.
Had some food.
Had some beer.
Had some more wine.
Had a company game of truth or dare.
Had some more beer.
And more Wine.
All crawled to the pub.
Had some sambucas.
Had some cider.
Had some tequilla.
Had some beer.
Had some beer.
Smoked some cigarettes.
Went to the chinese restaurant around the corner.
World started to spin. Badly.
Panicked a bit.
Left restaurant.
Called a taxi (on company's account).
Taxi arrived.
Jumped (fell) into taxi.
Mouth started to do the pre-throwup excess watering thing.
Heaved a few times.
Managed to control it.
Fell asleep.
Taxi driver woke me up asking stupid questions.... something about where exactly he should take me.
Tried to answer but threw up over my trousers.
And over the inside of the car door and seat.
Apologised, but also tried to blame taxi driver for talking to me.
Next day received a phonecall from the taxi firm informing me that they'd be invoicing company for £50 valet fees and £90 loss of earnings for the taxi driver.