Trudie's Party
Back in the seemingly endless summer of 1990, one of the local girls decided to throw a party while her mum was on holiday. The girl in question was four years older than the rest of us (20) and had an unreciprocated interest in me (barely legal at the time, hehe).

Typical teenage mayhen ensured. A couple arrived and promptly broke up. I thought that the boyfriend took it rather badly, especially when his brand new ex proceeded to have sex with three different strangers and eventually contracted an STD during the course of the evening.

I was heavily innebriated, having only recently discovered the joys of heavy drinking. I was en route to the kitchen and was greeted by Trudie who was coming the other way. It took a full ten seconds to realise that she was completely starkers and had just strode past me with her "map of Tazmania" in full view. Cue comical double take moment as I was confronted by the first of many panty hamsters encountered during the course of my teenage party career.

Someone broke a bed mid-shag, someone else poured water over a female guest in a white T-shirt and our newly single recently jilted partygoer ended up receiving fellatio from a 13 year old girl in the doorway...

The next day we discovered a grand total of nine used contraceptives, an estimated 150 empty cans, several pot plants in the bath and had to try and hide the scars on carpets and sofas of a multitude of blim burns. Apparently the carpets took a full week to dry and the house stank of booze for a month after. Grossest discovery of the day was of someone's discarded sanitary towel in all it's gory detail - stuck to the bottom of someone's sock.
(Bicycle Repairman "you're also a bit of a wanker", Thu 13 Apr 2006, 13:46, Reply)