The Morning After The Night Before

We all went out on Friday night, to celebrate EP's Birthday. A merry time was had by all.

KA having a sneaky ciggie
Laughting at EP's i.d that was very blatently not hers
Playing hide and seek at work
The very imaginative cocktail that EP made up consisting of orange juice, apple vodka and champagne
The discussion about ginger people
AS buying huge shiny white shorts in an 8 so she at least had some clean underwear in the morning if nothing else!
EP wanting to go dancing and AS not wanting to walk far so all of us ending up at 'The Place'.
Having a Carling moment if EP didn't get into the club
EP throwing up in her hand
VK Orange overload
Four of us sleeping in one bed
JR spooning AS
Two hours sleep
AS chundering in the morning
EP and AS having to wear the same clothes the next day


So the next morning I'm at work at 8:30 tidying up the champers bottles ect... EA comes in bloated and later quips that she spent most of the day looking pregnant. EP and AS get there at almost 9:30. AS informs is she can't function without a coffee. Once downstairs AS crouches over a box like Gollom and groans a lot.

Quotes of the day!

AS: don't make me fit! I'm still drunk!
(we did, and the following conversation is from her first fitting)

AS: she knows I'm drunk!
Moi: how?!
AS: I can't speak! I said 'my names....errr.... ******' then I took her to a room we used for hide and seek and the stool was in the middle of the room and the magaznes were everywhere, then I started telling her about the fitting and said 'you know we don't use tape measures... errr... because there inacurate and... errr... all bras come up differently even if there made by the same person.' I can't do this!
Moi: hahahahahaha
(AS leaves)
EA: where's AS?
Moi: in a fitting!
EA: hahahahahaha

AS: I really can't do this! She hates me! I can't find anything to fit and she's going to cry!

KB: AS your next fittings here...
AS: *terrified eyes* what! No!
KB: it's a double...
Moi: hahahahahaha
AS: *gonna pass out through fear eyes* I can't....
MR: If your still drunk, I'll take them through and you can do my appointment. I don't mind covering, we've all been out the night before and been a bit green the next day, you do look green...

EA: look (rubs belly) I'm sooooo bloated, I don't know if I need to poo...

MR: am I the only one working! Covering for green fitters!

MR: EP I do love you, even though I lock you in cupboards and shout at you... (aside) schizophrenic...

AS: I can't drink anymore of this... It reminds me of VK Orange...