12th July Chow night Head banging, boy wanderer was no where to be seen, at least 4 piles of vomit in sight without getting up and unfortunately I was lying in one of them. The kicker is, I wasn't sick that night. So yes I had slept in one of the other lads sick. This didn't bother me too much as the feeling of an electric screw driver drilling through my head diverted my attention. Joe, check, Karl, check, Steve, on the floor but check. It turns out that Karl and Steve had been the first home and become chunder dragons all over the place. On the bed, on the floor, on top of Joe's suitcase, in the sink, in the loo, around the loo and in the bath. I would not want to be the
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