I feel bad. Stuff I remember from last night:
Hurling copiously
Taunting my boss and demanding she hand over the money from the rugby bet
Dancing very badly
Trying to persuade Mrs. H.'s boss (who is reasonably tasty) to come back to ours for a threesome
Crashing out across a few strategically arranged chairs and being photographed
Abusing all and sundry
I have had a bacon and egg sarnie which helped a little. I still feel very, very ill though.
Oh well, Monday will be fun. I can't remember anyone else's embarassing moments in order to taunt them back.
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