Choices choices. I think I might go with a drunken one.
This was from one if the many parties in year 12. I believe this was the birthday party of a girl I didn't really like, but everyone was going so I did as well. Yes, I'm on the ground and yes, that is a six-pack card on my head. The best part of the night was when we were
stumbling walking home. My friend lived only 100m away, but it took us forever. It didn't help that we decided to pick up a few letterboxes along the way and put them in the portaloo that was on a construction site. I fell down a few times as well. I would be "walking" and then suddenly I was on the ground. And then I tried to open the portaloo on the opposite side of the door.
Good times.
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