Birthdays
My best birthday so far was my 30th, when I held a Polish Bear Hunting evening in some woods - everyone dressed up in hunting gear, ate a Polish hunting stew round a big fire and then, armed with torches, ran out to find the foil-wrapped chocolate bears I'd hidden in the trees.
My worst so far was my first at university - my birthday was the first official day of term, so I thought there'd be loads of people there to have fun with. No, Cambridge is so posh nobody actually turns up on the first night. I got very drunk with the barman.
What extremes of birthdays have you had?
( , Fri 9 Dec 2005, 11:07)
My best birthday so far was my 30th, when I held a Polish Bear Hunting evening in some woods - everyone dressed up in hunting gear, ate a Polish hunting stew round a big fire and then, armed with torches, ran out to find the foil-wrapped chocolate bears I'd hidden in the trees.
My worst so far was my first at university - my birthday was the first official day of term, so I thought there'd be loads of people there to have fun with. No, Cambridge is so posh nobody actually turns up on the first night. I got very drunk with the barman.
What extremes of birthdays have you had?
( , Fri 9 Dec 2005, 11:07)
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Eppy
Turned 19, so decided to celebrate in the customary fashion of getting ridiculously drunk down the pub with friends. Came to closing time so we stumbled to a house nearby to continue the merriment, where we found a karaoke machine. Myself and a friend's boyfriend decided to hone our talents on said karaoke machine, when halfway through franz ferdinands take me out, the light effects on the television appear too much for my 'secret epileptic' partner and he fits like a spack attempting to dance. In my drunken haze, i looked at him, assumed he was just sleeping, and then continued on the karaoke machine as if nothing had happened.
He was sent home in an ambulance shortly after. I still maintain i was the better singer.
( , Fri 9 Dec 2005, 12:22, Reply)
Turned 19, so decided to celebrate in the customary fashion of getting ridiculously drunk down the pub with friends. Came to closing time so we stumbled to a house nearby to continue the merriment, where we found a karaoke machine. Myself and a friend's boyfriend decided to hone our talents on said karaoke machine, when halfway through franz ferdinands take me out, the light effects on the television appear too much for my 'secret epileptic' partner and he fits like a spack attempting to dance. In my drunken haze, i looked at him, assumed he was just sleeping, and then continued on the karaoke machine as if nothing had happened.
He was sent home in an ambulance shortly after. I still maintain i was the better singer.
( , Fri 9 Dec 2005, 12:22, Reply)
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