Oh I don't feel so good. Not good at all. I am NEVER going to drink again. Honest.
It all started with work drinks at the Riverside. I put back a few pints and talked rubbish. At about 8 Sam America, Phil, Sam's Friend Justin and I got a bus to... Clapham and the Kazbar. It was nice in there and we met up with a couple more people... one of whom was Sam's scary flatmate Sara. Uber scary.
We then went to the Two Brewers where I got very drunk, acted very tall and acted stupid.
Got an unlicensed cab home with some Jamaican guy where we talked shit about gun crime, homophobia in Jamaica and how gay men are the best people in the world.
I was drunk. I don't know what his excuse was.
God I was drunk.
My, there are some pretty big leaves in that picture!
ReplyDeleteI love cabbies who will chat! I have heard some CRAAA-ZY stories (stories--I'm not kidding; I'm talking, like, folk tales here) from cabbies...
i like blind taxi drivers, always an adventure.
ReplyDeleteGot a favorite hangover cure? Do tell.
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