Super H and I are lost! And I say lost because neither of us have a fucking ei-o-ta of a smidgen of a clue what (and more importantly where) the fuck we did last night! Our minds are completely numb and void of anything that could be identified as a memory – erased by the new version of suitcases we become well-acquainted with (note to self: DO NOT SUBSTITUTE JACK WITH DOUBLE JAMESONS – totally depraved).
This fine evening out on the piss and possibly the town was all due to Our Company’s year-end shenanigan which began at the Bryanston Country Club! Super H and I have decided that we need to join a club so we can lunch there… Although at the rate we functioned last night, food would be a totally minimalist object in our lives!
So the evening progressed, as all office shwabangs do, with a scheit load of booze and what we have identified as sexual tension between Tame B and Cutie-Next-Door (could cut it with a blunt butter knife I tell you!) who is also a complete pathological flirt! Such a hoor! Eventually we think we managed to convince everyone to head to Qba – which of course they did cause everybody wanted to come out with us, we’re so hot right now!
The haziness sets in after we had been at Qba for a while. I know that we took Tame B home and man does the girl chunder up quite a force and on numerous occasions I might add… But that’s where the amnesia sets in – nada, zip, zero, zilch is remembered after that. We think that food was involved somewhere along the line but can’t be too sure – neither of us had cash on us so either we charmed our way into a Fontana burger or we never went to a Fontana and just dreamed the food up, mmmm…
Then came our next idea of what must have happened to us – we definitely, like totally, must have gone back to Qba… Right? WRONG! Much to our horror and utter dismay, the painful truth is that we didn’t (we checked this news with numerous sources and they all confirmed what we had feared – we had been MIA!)…
So Super H and I are now left to ponder just one thing: Where’d we go?
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