College Stories

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All three of us got laid that night.

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Wow! I had trouble back getting laid back then, even without vomiting.

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I guess that pretty much explains where you went wrong.
You didn't party hard enough partner.

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Yeah, there weren't any!

However, one night, my 19th birthday, I got wasted on a litre of vodka before leaving the hole I called a room, went to the pub, and started on the beer. Had about 4 pints, got talking to some hippy that someone had dragged along. While he was in the toilet, I opened his bag of sweets, and ate all the fudge therein - and there was lots. It wasn't normal fudge, and he'd just made it himself, and he was both annoyed and frightened when he found out, and ran out.

I can't remember much of the next 3 days, but I do remember in a more lucid moment hanging under cafeteria tables during lunch, and crawling along like a mountain climber, forcing people out of their seats. This was in a completely different college on the other side of London, I found out later. I do remember feeling like it was a really fun 3 days though.

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