Once we got to mine I convinced Luke to come bmxing in Havant with 3 bmxers 2 of which I knew, we took the crate of beer and I took a bottle of Russian Standard which has an alcoholic percentage of 40%. We rode over 13 miles that night we got there and chilled in a skatepark for 20 minutes or so waiting for my friends to show up and a guy came over with no top on.

We got talking to him and his friend who were both rather drunnk then his friend suggested that the payment of 10 pounds would get us a night with his rather attractive girlfriend which we laughed at. Then my friends turned up and we left on our journey bmxing and drinking we hit a few street spots and I hit the floor quite a lot. We did find this creepy ass tunnel that me and Luke decided to crawl through which ended badly as I’m now covered in scrapes and scratches however we did finish all the beer and empty the bottle of vodka.

Towards the end of the night we found a bench and Luke layed on it and fell asleep so we could not resist but to attack him with boxes and take pictures which you can see below…

Luke also fell off my other bike and passed out in the grass which you can see pictures of below…

Don’t hit X yet I’m not done here are a couple of pictures of me on the floor after attempting to do tricks while being totally annihilated…

So after all of that shit I just wrote about we started to head home and on the way back I cut across Luke riding on the pavement and fell off my bike into a grassy/pebble area where because I had cut Luke’s path of riding up he shortly followed and we were both on the floor and we fell asleep there for 2 and a half hours then we woke up and got up and carried on with our journey home.

And on that journey home I fell off my bike into a ditch where it took me the best part of 5 minutes to get out of while Luke rode ahead not knowing I had went into it and I had to catch up to him, after a lot of fast riding I caught up to him and he was oblivious to the fact I was missing from 5ft away for 5 minutes.

Eventually we both made it home at around 7 – 9 AM after leaving Havant (5.7 Miles) at around 3:10AM we both woke up with the worst hangovers we have ever had, I’ve never had my head thumb so badly in my life it was horrible but overall a good night and I hope this post has provided you with some much needed comedy as I have not posted in a while.

Livy wanted to be mentioned in a post on my personal blog so here you go LivyLoo here is a sentence devoted to yourself, jump on my bus.

Luke and Mike fell off the bike which was hilarious but Luke fucked his elbow up and landed on his face it was so funny poor Luke.

So we leave mine and I can tell he is really pissed because I tell him to be quiet going down the stairs and he falls down them 3-4 times and almost falls asleep on them.

So at this point I’m thinking he will be okay and then he gets the obvious crab walk of the drunk man and cant even walk in a straight line, by the time we get to where we were going which was Cosham which is about 2.4 miles away from my place he was throwing up and doing dumb shit like trying to break into the job center.

Now he took his shoes off while he was trying to break into the job center, which was weird so I made him put them back on and I told him to wait there while I went to take a piss and I came back and he had disappeared into thin air, I looked around for a while and couldn’t find him so I called it a night and went home like I assumed he had.

Now I get home and go to sleep and I hear the door knock and it’s Luke asking my mum if he left his shoes at my house, the poor drunken bastard took his shoes off again and has lost them. This is what you get when you cannot handle drinking pure vodka, I was next to sober and helping him stand up most of the night.