Teenage Parties
Ah, the heady days when catering consisted of a crate of lager and some vodka illicitly extracted by whoever looked oldest, decoration consisted of removing any breakable furniture and the morning after was just the morning and not the rest of the week.
Tell us who you snogged, where you threw up and who just would not leave.
( , Thu 13 Apr 2006, 10:20)
Ah, the heady days when catering consisted of a crate of lager and some vodka illicitly extracted by whoever looked oldest, decoration consisted of removing any breakable furniture and the morning after was just the morning and not the rest of the week.
Tell us who you snogged, where you threw up and who just would not leave.
( , Thu 13 Apr 2006, 10:20)
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Wellity well...
Still being a teenager I have a few of these left!
But where to begin....?
1. The after ball party was cater for superbly, with a big storage box full of vodka punch (with considerably more vodka than fruit), now being quite a large (tall not fat) scottish lad I can drink, what our group considers, quite a lot. Towards the end of the night I had ended up with my head in this box, but something wet and slimey hit my face whilest I was in there.
A crumpet.
I have no idea why to this day.
2. The story of the Russian and Ian.
A well endowed Russian girl came to my party and a recently acquired friend called Ian took a shine to her, so they end up in my bed. When questioned later, and amoungst warning of her being a slut (well, she is!) the reply comes back :
"She can't be that much of a slut, she didn't even take her bra off!"
That's all for now, and Mad McMad made me laugh harder than I have in a long time.
( , Thu 13 Apr 2006, 13:29, Reply)
Still being a teenager I have a few of these left!
But where to begin....?
1. The after ball party was cater for superbly, with a big storage box full of vodka punch (with considerably more vodka than fruit), now being quite a large (tall not fat) scottish lad I can drink, what our group considers, quite a lot. Towards the end of the night I had ended up with my head in this box, but something wet and slimey hit my face whilest I was in there.
A crumpet.
I have no idea why to this day.
2. The story of the Russian and Ian.
A well endowed Russian girl came to my party and a recently acquired friend called Ian took a shine to her, so they end up in my bed. When questioned later, and amoungst warning of her being a slut (well, she is!) the reply comes back :
"She can't be that much of a slut, she didn't even take her bra off!"
That's all for now, and Mad McMad made me laugh harder than I have in a long time.
( , Thu 13 Apr 2006, 13:29, Reply)
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