Monday, January 12, 2009

Oh Where Can We Hide Our Face

Let's see what we can remember.

Friday night.

Slightly fuzzy with a runny nose.

Empty stomach.

Beer cafe.

Three glasses Hoegaarden Grand Cru, one after another.

Waking up in the car when mum calls us asking if we're coming home tonight.

We tell her after dinner.

She says it's 4.30 in the morning.

A small pause as we check the time on our mobile's clock.

We tell her ok, we're on our way back.

12 comments:

nase said...

Oh I Love Hoegaarden!!! Poor mama, waited till 4.30am to call you guys back home, bad bad bad boys! Notti!

.:: Ant ::. said...

She made you an early breakfast then? ^^

+Ant+

Little Dove said...

Hangover? ;p

Ganymede said...

Waakkakakaa. Poor thing! Maybe that beer wraps time. :P

William said...

Was your mum livid?

deeperanddeeper said...

mabuk gila? nakal!

savante said...

Not to mention you met us :)

Anonymous said...

goodness! Who were you with at the time?

Jason said...

Real poor mama..hahaa

Henry Yeo said...

thank goodness that you were sleeping in the car.

Janvier said...

Nase: Hoegaarden is very good!

*Anton*: Wouldn't have been able to wake up for breakfast even if there was!

Little Dove: Not as bad as some hangovers are described. :)

QR: Alcohol does many things!

William: Probably also numb to it.

Deeperanddeeper: Mabuk tapi tak gila! :D

Savante: Nooooo...!

Ban: It was some dinner thingy. Then we went off to sleep it off ourself.

Jason: Woke up and found us not home. :P

Henry Yeo: Yesh, no one would approve of us sleeping anywhere public at that point.

Anonymous said...

Juk juk juk...