The best piss up had to be the last campaign cup. We stayed at a local hotel with some of the big name teams. First night, they shut the bar at 12 i think. But didint tell us they reopened at 1. So theres me and Ryan Williams from Aftershock leanin over the bar and pullin ourselves sneaky pints. Phoned Gogger in his room, "beereeefreeeeeffreeeebeer!!" He was still pullin his pants on when he arrived! Next night. Very pleasurable evenin in the company of K2, Banzai and Big Sid. Kardasz, one of our taller players is wandering around pretending to be a lamp, complete with shade on head. I had played a little prank earlier, by putting snooker chalk on my fingers and goin to one of our lads, Stoney, with a "hands over the eyes guess who" thing, and rubbed chalk over his face. Which he proceeded to wer all evenin without realisin. Anyway, sittin at the bar, after a few beers, when BAAAMMM stoney has emtied an entire can of shaving foam into his hand and then covered me in it. Covered. you couldnt see my face. So i throw a pint over him and this guy sittin behind him. I disappear to the shower to stop my eyes burnin while Peegee is takin photos of his knob with my camera. Then after absorbing some insult from Super Dave Elliot about my trousers, we went off to bed. i was in a mates room whenthere was a knock on the door, andd this foreign guy in a suit says "You know who is stayin in that room?" whilst pointin at my room. "ERRRR why?" says I. "Because i was wonderin if we could climb through your window to get into this guys room" So I go and check and there was no way. So out i go and walk into Alien and Yodas room, who were stayin the other side of this guy. I jmp out of their window, along this 3 inch wide ledge into this guys room and open the door. 40 foot in the air. If i had falen, i would have landed in Juless' from Planets pickup truck. "AHHAHAA! You have saved my life! You get free beer!!" says the manager. so I stumble back to the bar and gte hammered with these guys. At about 5 Am my captain turns up and we talk aboutr bollocks for a few hours when the manager shows up with a box of Diablo which he found and wanted us to have!! Free beer and paint!!! Anyway, after hassling the barman, we finish our cappucinos????!!! and head off for breakfast. So us two pissheads who had been drinking for twelve hours are giggling like idiots, smearin breakfast all over faces when the Ironmen walk in . And we just laughed. and laughed.
There you go, bit long winded, but thats the most memorable of my drunken stories.
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