Burns Night

"A night of great debauchery."

"There were limbs and alcohol flying everywhere!"

"You've never seen two girls kissing? Here, let me show you" (grabs E. and shoves tongue down her throat)

"Wait, did all three of the girls just squeeze into that tiny toilet?"

"Why's she licking S.'s leg?"

"They're just BREASTS!"

"You're size --? Oh, my ex-girlfriend was the same size, and they are a perfect size."

"There are eighteen men and six women in this room, and three of them are sitting by the fireplace talking to each other."

"We were discussing oral sex technique, thank you very much, and we concluded we each had basically the same technique."

"He started playing his trumpet in the tea room at 2 a.m., with some other random guy who happened to have a trumpet as well and just appeared out of nowhere."

"Dammit, S., you spilt wine on me again!" "I am nowhere near your vincinity. I am on the other side of the room!"

(next morning) "Ouch... did I do that? When? I don't remember..."

Yes. It was a good night.