Did anyone else remember part-taking in "bush jumping" when drunk?
It was a craze when I was a teenager of basically getting drunk and taking a running leap into the biggest hedge available. Fun times.
Oh, and one of my boyfriends friends had a few drinks at ours and was going to walk home and pick up his car in the morning, but wanted to find his keys before he left. Everyone was up until 2.30am looking for his keys (he was adamant that someone must have stolen them) only for him to come back in the morning and find the keys in the boot of his car.
I've also walked around searching everywhere for my phone before realising its in my hand!
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