I've got a few funnies
1. Me and my mate were in turnmills in London with a group we'd met a fortnight before. At the end of the night they decided to throw a party for a select few back at their place. When we got there we had unfortunately run out of any little fellas, but one of the group disappeared and came back with a bottle of poppers. In the mean time I'm chatting away with this Australian girl who is the life and soul of the party. She's cracking jokes, doing impressions and generally being very entertaining. The poppers are getting passed around the circle and after a few circuits, the bubbly girl next to me has gone very quiet. She won't take the poppers and also won't look at the left hand side of the room. It's only 2 hours later that she can bring herself to tell us that she thought that there was shadows, like the ones in the movie Ghost, coming through the wall to get her and she mustn't look them in the eyes. I didn't even know poppers could make you hallucinate!
2. After a night in garlands, liverpool. We all pile back to our mates house for the afterparty. I stay up till 11, but finally give up as its bank holiday monday and we've been out all weekend. 2 hours later my mates girlfriend is waking me up telling me that James has gone missing. His clothes are still in the house, his shoes are still in the house but he isn't. We were supposed to be travelling back home to london in about 5 hours, he has never been to Liverpool before so we start looking around the streets, pubs and any alley we can find. His girlfriend in the mean time has bumped into a police van and kindly asked them to search the local area for him, as he had a 'bit to much to drink' officer. A couple of hours later, we're back at the house there's a knock at the door. The policeman asks Helen can she come with him to the van please. He slides the van door open and out pops James butt naked apart from my duffel coat looking totally bewilldered. Apparently, the police man found him lying on a wall, in a park with a gang of scouse kids poking him with sticks and throwing stones at him. Funnily enough, he doesn't remember a thing!
3. Getting carried away here, but most recently my mate steve was convinced that whilst we were upstairs in Shindig we were actually in his office. He demanded that I give him his paycheck now. I started lmao, which really puzzled him and he followed this up with 'If you don't give me my pay cheque I'm going to tell MR Hammond and he will have you fired and you'll lose your car park space'. The scary thing was this went on for about 15 mins. It all ended when we got back to his place, my gf said that he was upstairs and the light wouldn't work in his room. I found him upstairs wandering around in the dark trying to find the light switch. After finally finding the light switch, and seeing that It wasn't actually working I took a bulb from another light only to find that the reason it wasn't working was because he had taken the bulb out and was holding it in his hand. When I confronted him over this he said that the bulb he was holding was a present from the bouncer @ the club. This conversation went on for hours, and I could write a lot more stories than this...but I'm probably boring you all.
I love seeing my mates trashed