Well, I guess it wasn't too rough. I did however wake up in the apartment hungover as shit, duct taped to the bed with my mate next to me, the plastic blow up doll's head in my crouch. The dirty pricks had put a dinger down my boxers and jammed hand cream in the blow up doll's anus. The last thing I remember was 3 security guards at the door at 4:30am telling us that this room was booked for 2 and 3 had to get out.
Kittens in sth melb was a blast

Oh, and didn't I have fun getting the blow up doll out of the apartment complex with hand cream dripping from her ass!