Bad Ash
Unregistered User
Went out on a Thursday night and had one too many Stellas. Was so pissed that I couldn't open the front door when I got back.
Details are a bit sketchy, but I remember knocking and making a right racket, but neither of my housemates heard. The rest of the street did and someone called the police. A nice police woman turned up, asked me where my keys were, I found them in my pocket and opened the door.
Woke up the next day with my arms covered in shit, there was also some poop on the sofa in the front garden (we were waiting for it to be taken away) and on my wallet that I'd left on the sofa (amazingly this was untouched and all my cards were still there). Looks like I'd needed to go whilst I was locked (well kinda) out and used my wallet as loo roll. God knows what that poor police woman thought...
I didn't make it to work that day (this happened on a midweek session
). Not one of my prouder moments.
Details are a bit sketchy, but I remember knocking and making a right racket, but neither of my housemates heard. The rest of the street did and someone called the police. A nice police woman turned up, asked me where my keys were, I found them in my pocket and opened the door.
Woke up the next day with my arms covered in shit, there was also some poop on the sofa in the front garden (we were waiting for it to be taken away) and on my wallet that I'd left on the sofa (amazingly this was untouched and all my cards were still there). Looks like I'd needed to go whilst I was locked (well kinda) out and used my wallet as loo roll. God knows what that poor police woman thought...
I didn't make it to work that day (this happened on a midweek session
). Not one of my prouder moments.