Do you remember when ?

Hager the Horrible said:
Yep, down the town Saturday afternoon for a haircut and shopping for a new whistle (or at least a shirt) and maybe a pair of shoes. Then back home for the shower sheet n shave before the taxi down to the snooker club for a frame and a few jars before heading off to publand. After last orders (remember when it was half ten?) getting an extra round in then usually ending up in a ridiculously expensive nightclub having mostly lost the ability to walk or talk by that point.

Then doner kebab, taxi, home, puke and bed. The good old days eh? :D
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Most of that sounds familiar plus.... having to do a runner from the taxi when you didn't have the fare..... some of those drivers were faster than they looked!! Great for sobering up too :)
 
Remember getting home later than said , 3 sheets to the wind and as you quietly enter the house ( never quietly when drunk ) your mum turns the light on and becomes Satan's little helper.
 
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