After paint ball we went back to the pub to get hammered again. After a quick shower and a few pints we got a taxi into Abergaveny. The driver was a local so he took us to his local pub on the way which had the nicest pint of Speckled Hen I’ve ever had. After that we went into the center and ignored where the driver told us to go to and went to the nearest pub for a shit pint out of plastic glasses while the 18 year old yoofs stared at us. Were some fit birds there though.
After that we went to a few more places and then grabbed some take away before getting the taxi back up to the pub. When we got back the retirement party was in full swing but we did manage to get a bit more kareoke in, so it’s all… good? After getting well and truly hammered, it was off to bed ready before another wank breakfast the next morning and then driving home
The weirdest part of the night for me was when this woman came up to me. She goes
- “Can I crash a fag?”
- “Sure.”
- “Have you got a light.”
- “Yeah, here.”
- “Do you want a shag?”
- “Erm… erm… erm… I can’t. I’m sharing a room with four blokes.”
What the fuck was I supposed to say to that? I might have done if she hadn’t had a face for radio (looked like she chased buses for a living). Good weekend though.
