It did mate, ****ing never again though, I lost a week of my life after that episode. I was going to say 'waste no want not' but the carrier bag full only cost me a quid
Going for a swim in Barnes park pond after a skinful in the Alex at somebodies party. Mate stood on an old mattress and thought "f*ck it, if I'm going under these two are coming with me". Three of us skinny dipping ( in a non gay way) and reappearing from the water covered in moss, sh*te and just general slime. Anyway walking home, light mornings and gets to the Grindon Mill garage looking like we had been to an audition for Dr.Who and a copper winds his car window down saying, and I quote "where the f*ck have you mad b*stards been". For a swim officer we replied. Seemed like a good idea at the time.
I used to give my mate a lift home after a night of getting stoned out of our trees, when my parents were away that is and I could 'borrow' my mums Clio (I was about 15 at the time), and one time when I was driving back home in the early hours of the morning I got stuck behind a cop car for the whole trip and got the fear really bad. It took everything I had not to do anything stupid like stop in the middle of the road or rear end them, I was ****ting bricks. Got away with it and it was a good thing too, that would have got me in a load of trouble. Don't think I learned from it though I'm sure there were more stoned drives to come.
Aye that rings some bells been to the England v Scotland match and then stops off in Nottingham on the way home got absolutely hammered and when we got off the coach drove my mates BM home with him holding one side of the wheel and me the other keeping the badge level with the white line in the middle of the road.
This is a thread that should suit me loads - what with my "well with hindsight" analogies all over the place!! When I was 14, I had a YTS contract to play for Carlisle when I left school - played cricket with my mates a week after my 14th birthday (all my cricket gear) - IO was in bat and, as you do at 13/14, got into a "You were out", "No I wasn't " argument and picked up my cricket getar to walk home - my mate kicked me up the arse and I said "Oh wow that really hurt" in a massive sarcastic voice - seemed like a good idea at the time - he kicked me again and broke my right leg in 2 places (Tib and Fib) 7mm gap between the 2 bits of the large bone I was told. 5 operations in the next 6 months and my football career was over!
on a horse drawn taxi in Bombay bloke is whipping the horse, mate in the front tells the driver whip it once more and I'm having your whip ,his English wasn't to good he whipped it ,my mate grabbed his whip and legged it taxi driver chased him I climbed in the front, other mate said home jeeves so I encouraged the horse and off we went heading back to the ship ,other taxi's chasing us up the road guy hanging out of a car window we jumpedoff I ran into a group of police got caught ended up in an indian jail with some right rough looking feckers, sarge says if you pay for the damage you can go other mate had ripped of a side lantern he quoted me 300 rupees or something about 4 quid, other copper told to take me back to ship,when we got near the ship he pulled a gun I gave him what was left in my wallet seemed like a good idea at the time