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July 23, 2006

Mates

A fella around thirty years old fell into the front seat and said, ‘Mate, take me home’. ‘Had enough ?’, I asked. ‘Sure have, been going hard since midday with the boys. Can’t take anymore’.

A few minutes later his mobile phone rang. ‘What !’, he barked. ‘Where am I ? In the club dickhead, where are you ?...I’m up the back...where are you ?....yeah, near the door...where are ya..?....put your hand up...nup, can’t see it’. Putting his hand over the phone he said to me, ‘He’s maggotted’, then yelled into the phone, ‘Hold up your beer stupid.....okay I see it, a Corona....I’m near the door....nah, the other door....I’m going to the loo...okay, wait outside the loo. I’ll be back in a minute, bye’.

With that he turned off his phone and fell asleep. Mates, sheesh.

Comments

Man-Law 20440.5(h) states:

"When you are drunk, your mates can pull any stupid stunt on you that they can get away with. Ergo, don't get so damn drunk."

haha

GOLD!

That's hilarious!!!

Guys who do a runner like that deserve to be banned from the next night out. It's just weak. The very least you can do is tell your mates you're leaving in case they want to go along.

I've been known to slip away unnoticed from parties etc., over the years. Why cause a 'song and dance' and there's no doubt going to be one?

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