Jeff and I were both really hungry and the only place we could see that was open at 5.00am was ihop. It was some all day breakfast restaurant and we could go in there and chill out for a while. We sat down, ordered our food, the food came out pretty quickly. I was starving so I wolfed mine down instantly and was still hungry. Jeff had a few bites of his and then went to the toilet, I said to him if he wasn't back within ten minutes I would start eating his food bite by bite one thing at a time. The time was going by so slow, minute by minute and soon enough ten had passed so I took a piece of bacon and devoured it like I had never eaten something like that before. Twenty minutes had gone by and Jeff only had half of his scrambled eggs left, no bacon, and pretty much half of whatever was on his plate. I was getting a bit worried now, had Jeff left and done a runner and left me to pay for the food. What was going on? I went to the toilet to see if he was in there, I knocked on the door and he answered, I told him to hurry up as he was taking far too long. Another ten minutes passed and he was really taking the piss now. I went back to the toilet to get him out but when I went in he was passed out on the bowl, pants down and all. I was shouting his name, knocking on the door, I tried almost everything to wake him up. As I couldn't get his attention the only thing I could do was throw something at him but there was nothing to throw at him. The only thing available to me was tissue for drying your hands, I took a piece, wet it and launched it right at his back. I did this about ten more times until he began to wake up. I was playing around a bit and started to make a pile of wet tissue on his shoulder. He hadn't notice so it made it that little bit better when we went out. All he knew was that he had a wet back and I told him I was throwing wet balls of tissue at him. I could see the waitresses laughing about it in the background.