The girl looked sideways and shiftily moved away, she spotted Ann returning, and after witnessing the events in the last club I’m not surprised wanted to stand back. Considering I had a 15 second conversation with this girl after Ann went to the toilet, Ann must have had some sort of super piss to get back so quickly, think fire hydrant style considering how much she had drunk by this point. Read the rest! \(^u^)/ →
‘Well this is interesting’ was my first thought when I looked at the girl covered in 2 drinks passed unsuccessfully by my delightful bunny boiler friend.
She gave a death stare back and seemingly the music died down while everyone anticipated what would happen next.
“I can’t believe you did that!” Said the poor girl in the now multicolour top, she handed her drink over to her male friend and held her arms out a bit like a zombie because of how wet she was. I was pleased she didn’t have the drink now because I was right behind Ann and surely in the firing line of a projectile cocktail, and then…
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During my time in Thailand, I met with this girl a few times as we seemed to get on well, her name was Ann. As it turns out, she was part of the raving loony party, specialising in attention seeking, starting fights, and generally being a pain the the arse. I won’t say how this started, but here is how the story ended… Read the rest! \(^u^)/ →