When i was a bright eyed (soon to be red eyed) teenager on my first major stint away from home, I had one of my first experiences of smoking bud rather than the tyre riddled council hash i was used to. I was visiting my slightly older and cooler friends who had just gone to college in the city. After sampling their massive bong for a few hours i felt like i needed to go take a leak. After a few minutes of searching the halls for the toilet, a kind girl pointed me in the right direction, all whilst looking at me oddly. What i didn't realise was i looked white as a ghost. As i approached the toilet i could feel my steps getting smaller and smaller, and my vision started to close. Some time later, i awoke hugging the toilet, folded down the side of it. My friend was staring down at me with a shocked look. "Where the hell have you been? You've been gone ages!" I had in fact, passed out and managed to knock myself out cold on the toilet seat. Cue the next morning arriving to my local train station, with my mum greeting me back with a massive black eye and a chipped tooth! I was so embarrassed about it i made up that i'd got in a fight. Years later i told her the truth and she actually seemed more pleased with the toilet version!
Favourite movie has to be dude where's my car
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Favourite movie has to be dude where's my car
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