Dawlish Warren, so much to answer for...
well, the camping trip was interesting. we headed for the south coast on thursday in the Jag, me, Clayton Blizzard, Jay and Thom, ex trumpeter from the hip hop band i was in. we get the to campsite to discover its a "family" campsite and the woman in charge was very not into having groups of lads stay on her campste. she made this quite clear buy saying "any complaints and your out" in front of the "no refunds" sign.
so naturaly when Mike, Gilpin and Haibus turned up we went to the pub, got roaring pissed and headed back to the camp.
COMPLAINT NUMBER 1
Hitler comes over in the AM with her clipboard.
"we've had complaints about you lot already. well, a complaint. slamming car doors and screaming at 12 last night. if i get any more i'll be asking you to leave"
well its bullshit, we slammed the car once after getting the vodka. no one was screaming.
so we went to the pub by the beach and got langered. then we went to the local shop and bought Flaggons of cider and 2.99 BB guns (i worry about the sanity of someone who will sell someone a bottle of cider and a BB gun more than the sanity of someone who will buy them.)
other highlights of the Holiday include pushing gilpin down a sand cliff then drunkenly donkey konging his bottle of cider after him, falling down the step's of a railway bridge, swimming in the sea, buying awful shorts, laughing my ass of for most of the time i was awake and drunkenly falling over rocks on the sea front.
oh, we didnt get any more complaints. i went to bed at 11:30 on friday and the place was noisy as hell, people slamming car door's and kids crying, so fuck em.
birthday tommorow.
well, the camping trip was interesting. we headed for the south coast on thursday in the Jag, me, Clayton Blizzard, Jay and Thom, ex trumpeter from the hip hop band i was in. we get the to campsite to discover its a "family" campsite and the woman in charge was very not into having groups of lads stay on her campste. she made this quite clear buy saying "any complaints and your out" in front of the "no refunds" sign.
so naturaly when Mike, Gilpin and Haibus turned up we went to the pub, got roaring pissed and headed back to the camp.
COMPLAINT NUMBER 1
Hitler comes over in the AM with her clipboard.
"we've had complaints about you lot already. well, a complaint. slamming car doors and screaming at 12 last night. if i get any more i'll be asking you to leave"
well its bullshit, we slammed the car once after getting the vodka. no one was screaming.
so we went to the pub by the beach and got langered. then we went to the local shop and bought Flaggons of cider and 2.99 BB guns (i worry about the sanity of someone who will sell someone a bottle of cider and a BB gun more than the sanity of someone who will buy them.)
other highlights of the Holiday include pushing gilpin down a sand cliff then drunkenly donkey konging his bottle of cider after him, falling down the step's of a railway bridge, swimming in the sea, buying awful shorts, laughing my ass of for most of the time i was awake and drunkenly falling over rocks on the sea front.
oh, we didnt get any more complaints. i went to bed at 11:30 on friday and the place was noisy as hell, people slamming car door's and kids crying, so fuck em.
birthday tommorow.
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we definately need another bristol night out.
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