It all started out so innocently. I was in London for summer break. It was my three best friends and I. We were all 18, bored, and wanting fun. So on the first day they decided they wanted to go site seeing, but of course being the lazy bum I am, decided to stay in the hotel. So at about 11 am London time, I headed downstairs too see what British people eat for breakfast. Tea, bagels, cereal; typical stuff; except for the...