We waited a few minutes for a taxi and then one pulled up and offered to give us a lift, for some reason that none of us could figure out there was a random lady sitting in the front seat. The driver was fine with giving us a lift and the lady was so out of it that she didn't seem to care. We got in but everybody else were really drunk and wouldn't and couldn't stop making jokes about the fact that we were sharing this taxi with some random woman. We were all coming up with theories as to what was going on, one was that she may have been on crack or heroin, another was that she was a prostitute and was going to pay the driver in sexual favours and there were others but they seemed pretty insignificant to those. After a few minutes of piss taking, the driver pulled over and refused to take us any further, we got out or at least I tried to get out but Mark was just sitting in his seat taking the piss out of the woman. We had to walk a few more blocks to get to the hostel but it didn't matter much as the others were pissed and I was feeling much better and my stomach ache had gone. On the walk Jeff ran over and picked up this bag of shit, it looked like a few turds in a sandwich bag, the bag was smothered in sauce and made it look even more like poo. It ended up being sausages but thinking it was poo made it funnier, especially when he smeared it over a car window, blaminng it all on the woman/bitch in the front seat.