Now you've heard me speak about Gary my musical mate before but think this is first time I've mentioned Andy, Andy could be called the sensible one of the bunch, well educated, well spoken, good job, something to do with computer fraud, given his lifestyle I'm not sure if he's preventing it or doing it,,, can come over a bit camp sometimes, think that's to do with his posh accent etc, so us being mates wind him up about it...
So Andy announces he wants to go on holiday for a few days and is looking for someone to go with, there ain't no takers so he singles Gary out as he has just become unemployed and has nothing to stop him going but he's not up for it, so Andy dangles the carrot by saying he'll pay for the all inclusive hotel as it ain't much more for two than one, so Gary only having to pay for his flight goes for it...
So last night Gary's just back but turns up at quiz, we're all winding him up asking how the holiday with lover boy went...
Their flight out was 8/9ish Saturday morning, plan is they have a few beers in the Angel Friday night, call it an early night as they're gonna be up at five and stay at Andy's pad which is near the Angel...
Didn't happen,,, they get shit faced, sleep through their alarms and seven missed calls from the pre ordered taxi company...
So they get on the Internet, there's a flight at 4pm, end up paying silly money for it, so they arrive airport about 11am, they're both rough as hell, Andy says he ain't gonna make it through checkin/security without throwing up,,, his answer, they book in to one of the airport hotels and sleep it off and check in nearer flight time,,, quiz teams interpretation,,, he couldn't wait to get in to Gary's pants.......
So they eventually arrive Benidorm, Gary sums the holiday up:-
Paid a feckin fortune for flights, beer was shite, weather was shite and the nearest I got to a shag was when I was standing at the hotel bar waiting to get served, bingos going on in the background, the number 69 is called, the old grannie standing next to him at bar looks at him and says "69", Gary says no thanks love (she didn't get it), and nether did Gary so he says..................
So Andy announces he wants to go on holiday for a few days and is looking for someone to go with, there ain't no takers so he singles Gary out as he has just become unemployed and has nothing to stop him going but he's not up for it, so Andy dangles the carrot by saying he'll pay for the all inclusive hotel as it ain't much more for two than one, so Gary only having to pay for his flight goes for it...
So last night Gary's just back but turns up at quiz, we're all winding him up asking how the holiday with lover boy went...
Their flight out was 8/9ish Saturday morning, plan is they have a few beers in the Angel Friday night, call it an early night as they're gonna be up at five and stay at Andy's pad which is near the Angel...
Didn't happen,,, they get shit faced, sleep through their alarms and seven missed calls from the pre ordered taxi company...
So they get on the Internet, there's a flight at 4pm, end up paying silly money for it, so they arrive airport about 11am, they're both rough as hell, Andy says he ain't gonna make it through checkin/security without throwing up,,, his answer, they book in to one of the airport hotels and sleep it off and check in nearer flight time,,, quiz teams interpretation,,, he couldn't wait to get in to Gary's pants.......
So they eventually arrive Benidorm, Gary sums the holiday up:-
Paid a feckin fortune for flights, beer was shite, weather was shite and the nearest I got to a shag was when I was standing at the hotel bar waiting to get served, bingos going on in the background, the number 69 is called, the old grannie standing next to him at bar looks at him and says "69", Gary says no thanks love (she didn't get it), and nether did Gary so he says..................
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