my worst ever drunk ride was from old st to dalston one night after an impromtu night watching the football. kept falling off at 2mph, actually feel asleep at one point lying on the pavement still stradling the bike. I missed my eurostar the next morning. Twat.
I just woke up my housemates laughing at this. Fcking classic mate.
I just woke up my housemates laughing at this. Fcking classic mate.