On my first lads holiday noone remembers getting back to the hotel on one of the nights, and I woke up and there were loads of people just asleep everywhere, half of them we didn't even know, and went out on the balcony to find one of my mates sprawled out surrounded by everyones rubbish, clothes, food LOL everything and "JAKE WAS HERE" written on his chest with a big arrow pointing down to you know where. He was horrified to think he might have done something but it was one of the randoms winding him up. The only thing I remember that night is having coco pops with Smirnoff Ice instead of milk and being violently sick the next day. Good times
One of the weaker stories, others are too graphic for this forum
