, so im at the pub catching up with some old mates in my old home town . get pissed right up and decide to score some ‘k’ ( i use that term very loosely)
tbh , it was pretty obvious it was mxe rather than k but i buy 3 grams anyway cos im drunk. my parents house is close by , ive got a key still so me and the misses decide to crash there, a few small lines later and all is well , my folks are asleep we’re quitly munted , no problemo.
we’re in bed watching tv on my lappy , im going a little bonkers but nothing major. i then decide doing little lines is getting me nowhere so i decide a gram line is the way to go.
i remember very little else as anyone who has done large lines of mxe will tell you.
i only have a few snippits of memories. most of which are me thinking im at a party. im bangin about the house shouting , thinking im raving away , poor gf (who i dont recognise) trying to shut me the fuck up . im wlking around starkers (cos i was in bed when i did the line) thinking some cunt has nicked my clothes so im shouting the house down looking for the fuckers who have nicked my clothes.
My missus (who i still dont recognise in the slightest) finally gets me back into the room we’r4e staying in and calms me down a bit.
The fucked up thing is , at this point i think its a good idea to try and chat up this bird (my gf) whos pulled me into this bedroom (seeing as im wearing no clothes) i try my best to chat her up, the funny thing is she decides to go along with it to see how far i’d go, the bitch haha. so im givin it ‘cmon darlin lets do it here’ but then shes all like ‘yeah but what would your gf say? which in my defence did actually bring me back down to earth a bit.
so in summary i got twatted, tried to cheat on my own girlfriend with my girlfriend and completely failed , that is next level fail tbh.
I got all the bollockings the next day of cheating on her without actually having the good bit of getting to shag anyone else , the worse bit of all being i couldnt even pull my own gf
