20. Day I passed my DT (after failing a few times) went on a sesh with a mate who was a Marine.
He had to carry me home, his mother put me to bed (leave it!) had a few too many blackouts, which was scary.
I blame those first edition alcopops (Two Dogs?) like necking neat jif lemon.
I was dry heaving for two days afterwards was convinced I'd ruptured my diaphragm.
qh
He had to carry me home, his mother put me to bed (leave it!) had a few too many blackouts, which was scary.
I blame those first edition alcopops (Two Dogs?) like necking neat jif lemon.
I was dry heaving for two days afterwards was convinced I'd ruptured my diaphragm.
qh
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