During a year at University abroad in Bamberg, Germany the St. Patricks day festivities led us to the Irish bar where many drinks were consumed by our group of ten or so. Consumed by the moment, a friend of mine forgot to call his girlfriend at 8pm, as she was at home carefully preparing a shepherds pie for a cosy evening meal. Time flew, as did the drinks and before we knew it it was 2am and everybody was well and truly hammered. Returning home to our student accommodation, my friend found his shepherds pie sat on the kitchen, and so tucked in. Shortly after, returning to his girlfriends room he ralphed it up in the sink, proceeded to use her toothbrush to take away the taste, and then cursed her lovingly prepared meal as being ’poison’.
The next morning my buzzer went at 6am and there stood my friend, totally knackered and still pissed. He has been thrown out at 3am and had been riding his bike round the local park all morning, having left his keys in his girlfiend’s room. As soon as the local shop opened he had to buy a brand new toothbrush, togther with chocolates and a bunch of flowers for his exploits the night before. |
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