About 6 weeks ago my mate and I were invited for dinner at a friends house. Dinner lovely. Lots of booze. Late at night and very pissed we called cabs. Mine came first, mate ( he says) was too impatient and decided to walk the streets looing for cab.
Then the shits hit him. Not being able to find anywhere open, and drunkenly incontinent he shat himself. Had to walk for an hour in the cold with warm poo from enormous dinner dribbling down his leg.
How do I know?
He lost his keys and had to come to my place.
If he hadnt smelt so bad I would have shat myself laughing.
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