New Years

Here's a tale worthy of the Wang.

So New Years. 3 Beers, Maybe 400mlish of Vodka. Midnight ticks around, Happy New Years, one more shot. I think "Man I have to shit".

Next thing I know it's 4am, I'm in a bath tub, soaked, puke everywhere, no shirt freezing my fucking arse off. I think "WTF, oh man I have to shit". To the bathroom. Puke EVERYWHERE. "Oh man which fucking cunt puked all over the fucking toilet?!?!". Brain flashes, vague remembrances of trying to go to the toilet and vomiting all over the place. Oh yeah it was me.

I don't know if I either a) had some bad fucking beers cause I didn't have that much vodka or b) I'm a total pussy now but goddamn did I have a terrific New Years. Nothing like celebrating the birth of a new solar rotation than being hosed by your mates in a bath tub while you attempt to hose them in vomit. Good times one and all.

Since Dannys the one that actually took care of me I eagerly await his blog to find out exactly wtf I got up to.

Oh and New Years Day we WANGED some stoner faggots outside Maccas. There looks of OMGWTFBBQ were priceless.