| Comment | Did it once, going down to London, but didn't get a sleep.
There was a guy and his girlfriend sitting across the aisle next to me. Once the girl fell asleep, me and the guy struck up some small talk, then for the rest of the night got absolutely hammered on whisky and talked shite about Battlestar Gallactica and Aerosmith and fuck knows what else. Best pals for a few hours then went our separate ways in London.
The seats seemed comfy enough to sleep on though and the lassie slept the whole night. |
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