Milestone Birthdays

On my 18th a load of us went out in Brighton and managed to steal 18 pint glasses each from the pub. We then got pissed at a mate's house for three days, it was epic.

On my 21st I was in Manchester. We started the day drinking six pint jugs of vodka, redbull and champagne, then started drinking pints and chasers. One mate went home to change at one in the afternoon and never made it back out she was that pissed. We then went to an Irish pub up the road and have competitions with Hell's Angels as to who could down a pint of Guiness quickest (We knew them as they worked security at the club nexgt to the one I worked at), then we went to the club I worked at and was so drunk I forgot I wasn't working, staggered behind the bar and promptly passed out, landing on a fire extinguisher and breaking a rib. I then picked myself up and carried drinking pretty much all night. Next morning we were all still pissed so went out again and ended up playing Street Fighter in a pub all night because the manager wouldn't let us leave until he beat me, and he was shit at it. I don't really remember the next couple of days but I still have the dent in my ribcage.

Didn't really do much for my 30th, except the two month trip round the far east but that was more a present than a celebration.

Jam it back in, in the dark.