as a drunk teenager I found myself smashing stubbies in my mates doorway coz he wouldn't come out to play (turns out he couldn't due to passing out)... and then karma came along and pushed me over into half a dozen busted stubbies on a lovely concrete base.

not only was I not meant to be drunk i wasn't meant to be there either so I had to enact home hangover surgery to fool the parents before I left in the morning. A cunning plan...

I got inside and used tweezers to pull glass out of the palm of my hand for several hours and mutilated my palm in the process. I got all my cumupances at once that night coz the trail of blood just couldn't be hidden and I was busted big time. tsk tsk naughty naughty little wee piss head

Doctor was amazed I got it all out, he put 4 stitches in my palm.