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We all left separately at about two. Tew, Lynn, Dave and Becky all got a taxi, apparently it cost them £20 to go a couple of miles down the road prompting screams of rape from the back of the cab. The rest of us, slightly put off by the idea of a taxi due to our earlier experience, opted for the nightbus. I say we, I mean Rachel, I was in no state to figure out getting myself home. Once on the bus there was no sign of Rachel. I figured one loud shout out for her should get her attention. It didn't. I shouted again and before long the whole bus was shouting her name in chorus. Funnily enough she pretended not to know us.
The remainder of the journey was spent chatting to some German speaking Polish guys with Union Jack hats on their heads. We got home and finished off the pizza we'd bought earlier, Robert had a cigarette before making himself comfortable on the floor for the night - "Ah brilliant, ah you've got me a duvet, can I have a pillow? Ahhh thanks man, brilliant!"
MORNING - "Arrrr, I hate this funking floor, I've got back ache, stupid metal box". We spent the next day hungover, eating more pizza and watching Miss World 2005. Have to say we were both very disappointed with this years finalists. Were we being too picky? Coming from a man who'd just slept in his clothes on the floor, and a man who'd looked down the side of the bed for breakfast, the answer's probably yes.
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