Whilst at Uni, we all went out and got well and truly pi$$ed (no suprises). One lad, who lived on the top floor of the accommodation tower block - eight floors high - fell asleep in the pub and had to be dragged home. He was snoring like a good 'un in the lift and wouldn't wake up.
So, we took him to an empty room on the ground floor and dumped him in the bed.
Come morning, about eight of us burst into the room he was snoring in, screaming and yelling and stuffed a paper bag over his head.
The window was opened and he was tossed out!
That scream was very special!
Pete
