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« Reply #30 on: Wednesday, February 18, 2009, 14:33:27 »

Quiver was lush. It tasted like Maltesers.

Another lesson learned is not to go to lectures when drunk. I'm still slightly embarrassed.

Same again tonight!
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« Reply #31 on: Wednesday, February 18, 2009, 14:38:22 »

what did you do?

piss on the floor dave?
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« Reply #32 on: Wednesday, February 18, 2009, 14:40:55 »

Did you run out halfway through the lecture, cheeks puffed out and hand covering your mouth, and then not returned? We've all been there
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« Reply #33 on: Wednesday, February 18, 2009, 15:12:14 »

I attended the wrong one. This dawned on me about 15 minutes in so I got up and proclaimed that everyone else was in the wrong place (all 400 of em). Followed by the brisk walk of shame.
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« Reply #34 on: Wednesday, February 18, 2009, 15:15:42 »

oh my life! ha ha!
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« Reply #35 on: Wednesday, February 18, 2009, 15:20:11 »

what was it Lesbian Pottery and Merkin Making  1865-1888 - you could have guessed from the title you was in the wrong place
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« Reply #36 on: Wednesday, February 18, 2009, 15:21:58 »

Good work Dave.

I did that at the University of Bath when i attended the regional roadshow of local Uni's when i was in year 11. I picked me up a load of prospectii and wandered into a lecture on something or other and took a seat. I thought it was going to be a talk on the application process, but had obviously taken a wrong turn somewhere.
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