Saturday Night Antics
Seeing as the subject is mess:

The wife and I (I was on logistics) spent 9 hours on Saturday baking an engagement cake for my brother and his missus to be. In between football matches I popped in to see how she was doing. She had used almost every utensil, bowl, plate or cup in the entire house. She also had icing sugar everywhere and cake crumbs all over the floor.

At the party they had a cheesecake and tiramasu for people to dig into, keeping the nice cake for family. At the end of the night there was almost a full 12" tiramasu left. My brother tried to carry it home and proceeded to tip the entire sloppy thing all over a table, seat and the floor in the venue..... "just leave it" was all the owner could say. he looked pretty gutted cos he was going to have it.

After the party I was carrying balloons and whatnot to the taxi outside. 1 step onto the ice and I went sideways and smashed into the deck. The girls skidded over to pick me up and fuss about my well being, while I lay on my back and watched 6 heart shaped helium balloons drift off into the night
(Monkeystrumpet monkey. Monkey, MONKEY!!!, Mon 6 Feb 2012, 10:44, Reply)