(27 Mar 2015, 7:45 pm)Tommy_1581 wrote I once went to Sharm-el-Shiekh (Ashington is worse  ), and almost every member of staff except the First Choice staff were called Mohammed.

I also gained the ****s when all I would eat would be spaghetti bolognese and ice cream.

Quite a random story that. 

At the risk of humiliating myself and seeing my street cred plummet to zero...

I got the Trots really bad in Las Americas, Tenerife, I was on the hotel computer when I felt a godforesaken rumble in my guts, the toilets nearby were knackered, I run up to about the 10th floor, banging on the room to get in, my mam took her time letting me in, in the process of it all, I pumped and followed through a little bit...When I finally reached the shitter, it was like this



Oh the shame...My mam and sis still love telling the story to this day