Today I learned that a mate teabagged a stranger that had passed out in the street.
I don’t think it was the sort of teabaging that involves any imbibing; I think it was just the rested-atop-head kind of teabag.
“You teabagged a stranger?!” I shouted (because teabagging an acquaintance is somehow less hilarious) and he said
“Yes. That’s the time I got arrested”
Apparently of the two of us, I’m stranger because I’ve never known a teabagger or teabaggee.
As if I wasn’t sufficiently tickled, there turns out to be a video of the incident in existence (made by drunk people outside the pub) as well as an official recording made by the police in which my friend stares down a camera and explains his offense.
He asked if he could buy if off them afterwards.
“and what did they say?” I asked.
“they told us to fuck off” he said.
I’ve got some new friends.
We spend a lot of time bringing each other up to speed.
Tags: imbibe, police, Teabagging