Oh dying. Somehow Hutchy, Nath and I got shitfaced last night.
We just went down the pub for a pint and a couple of hours later we were all sitting in my room with an empty bottle of bacardi and glasses of red wine.
How? Why?
Then I got up at 8:30 because my phone had died and I had no other way of figuring out what the time was until I was up and it was too late.
We just went down the pub for a pint and a couple of hours later we were all sitting in my room with an empty bottle of bacardi and glasses of red wine.
How? Why?
Then I got up at 8:30 because my phone had died and I had no other way of figuring out what the time was until I was up and it was too late.