Why is it....?

fatphilb

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That when your drunk you automatically start making an absolute twat of yourself. Confessing to friends of the opposite sex how much you've always wanted them, chatting up hot girls from the next office, actually believing you are some kind of sex god and you are positively in there with a chance?

Why must you argue with parents, at 5 in the morning, before announcing you are going to go get some and leaving with afore-mentioned friend of the opposite sex, only to get to her house and make an even bigger twat of yourself??

Why do you have to go into work, the day after, having had only, umm, 1 hours sleep, and see the hot girl from the office next door, who had the sense to take her car the previous night, meaning she was stone cold sober, and remembers every excruciating detail of your amorous advances, and probably has half her colleagues pissing themselves at your expense?

:oops: 8O :( 8) :? :oops: :lol: :twisted: :roll: :o :oops:
 
Gracias Sil! Just a flying visit, I'll be ducking out again in an hour or so. Just thought I'd see what was going down. Nice to see no Brownie posts.... :lol:
 
gingerfreak said:
Gracias Sil! Just a flying visit, I'll be ducking out again in an hour or so. Just thought I'd see what was going down. Nice to see no Brownie posts.... :lol:

Hi Math, how ya doin? New job ok?

Have B______'s been running that long? 8O

Ginger left ages ago! ;)
 
fatphilb said:
That when your drunk you automatically start making an absolute twat of yourself. Confessing to friends of the opposite sex how much you've always wanted them, chatting up hot girls from the next office, actually believing you are some kind of sex god and you are positively in there with a chance?

Why must you argue with parents, at 5 in the morning, before announcing you are going to go get some and leaving with afore-mentioned friend of the opposite sex, only to get to her house and make an even bigger twat of yourself??

Why do you have to go into work, the day after, having had only, umm, 1 hours sleep, and see the hot girl from the office next door, who had the sense to take her car the previous night, meaning she was stone cold sober, and remembers every excruciating detail of your amorous advances, and probably has half her colleagues pissing themselves at your expense?

:oops: 8O :( 8) :? :oops: :lol: :twisted: :roll: :o :oops:

Pretend you don't remember any of it - deny deny deny.
 
as if all thats not bad enough, your friend of the opposite sex decides to phone you on teabreak to tell you exactly what you were doing. apart from the stuff she is too embarrased to say.

I AM NEVER DRINKING AGAIN
 
fatphilb said:
That when your drunk you automatically start making an absolute twat of yourself. Confessing to friends of the opposite sex how much you've always wanted them, chatting up hot girls from the next office, actually believing you are some kind of sex god and you are positively in there with a chance?

Why must you argue with parents, at 5 in the morning, before announcing you are going to go get some and leaving with afore-mentioned friend of the opposite sex, only to get to her house and make an even bigger twat of yourself??

Why do you have to go into work, the day after, having had only, umm, 1 hours sleep, and see the hot girl from the office next door, who had the sense to take her car the previous night, meaning she was stone cold sober, and remembers every excruciating detail of your amorous advances, and probably has half her colleagues pissing themselves at your expense?

:oops: 8O :( 8) :? :oops: :lol: :twisted: :roll: :o :oops:

^^^ It must SUCK to be you!
 
I bow down to you mate!!

a performance of truly heroic proportions!! please tell me you went to the pub @ lunchtime, sunk 3 wifebeaters & a chaser and that suitably "topped up2 you emailed said "bird" and have invited her to the underground car park for the best blowjob she's ever given!!! ;)
 
I dont want to leave my cubicle to go home. I'll have to pass this girl and I can't handle the walk of shame. I don't wanna go home, cause quite likely my Dad will be pelting things at me. And i definately do not want to speak to friend of opposite sex, cause she is going to crucify me. Ive been getting drip fed more of my antics via text all day and with each one, i get pr1ckly heat and a nervous mans sweaty brow.

Yes, it does indeed suck to be me right now 8O

Thank God I am going to football tomorrow :D
 
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