Back in time, wavy lines, in my college days
One of the earliest drunken house parties I remember observing that one of the quieter, less popular, tubby girls was standing in the corner of the room with no-one to talk to as the usual raucous hubbub continued. Obviously she was feeling unappreciated and perhaps inexperienced in the cunning ways alcohol can help you make a tit of yourself, she piped up in a brief lull in the multiple conversations and suddenly blurted out loud to the whole room "WHO WANTS TO BET ME I WON'T TAKE ALL OF MY CLOTHES OFF?".

Silence. Pin-drop time. A heartbeat passed. Visual imaginations played out the scenario.

Conversations continued as usual. She looked upset and went out crying. Not sure if she even changed colleges after that. Such is life. But I'm not touching your bum.
( Rotating Wobbly Hat That's not a banana. THIS is a banana., Fri 15 Nov 2013, 18:04, 3 replies)

What kind of response was she hoping for, do you reckon?

( drimble he'd been white, he'd been black, Fri 15 Nov 2013, 19:20, closed)

She had the look of someone that wanted an excuse to do it and had already worked up the adrenaline to go through with it
Only to find that no-one was interested in seeing her buttnaked.
( Rotating Wobbly Hat That's not a banana. THIS is a banana., Fri 15 Nov 2013, 19:44, closed)

You were a rubbish teenager.
(cs1ca, Fri 15 Nov 2013, 20:11, closed)

was she a goth?

(dozers, do fuck off ur a nob m8, Fri 15 Nov 2013, 19:28, closed)

It's more fun fisting fatties.

( Dr. Shambolic je suis charlie, Fri 15 Nov 2013, 19:39, closed)

Talking of which, my original idea for a post was simply "JMG!"
but I meh.
( Rotating Wobbly Hat That's not a banana. THIS is a banana., Fri 15 Nov 2013, 19:47, closed)

( drimble he'd been white, he'd been black, Fri 15 Nov 2013, 19:48, closed)