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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not my birthday but a mates
We all went out to get my mate pissed. He got so pissed he went home early. the rest of us all went back to another mates house and continued drinking all the spirits in the booze cupboard, everything from that blackcurrant flavour stuff to whisky.
Then I decided to have a drinking contest with a mate(he's 6ft 6, i'm 5ft 10). I lost big time and ended up passed out in the toilet with my trousers round my ankles. My mates thought this was hilarious and threw wet kitchen roll at me. Everyone else was having fun drinking (at a slower rate than me)until one of them cut their head and an ambulance was called, when the butch lesbian paramedics got there they asked whether they were here for me. Oh no, they were there for the 14(maybe 15)year old girl, in a house full of drunk 18 year old blokes.
I remember very little of this night and woke up confused and covered in damp kitchen roll. i pulled my trousers up, stumbled out of the toilet and fell over,where i stayed for about an hour as i tried to remember how my legs worked.
Everything after i passed out was told to me by my less drunk mates. The 14 year old had nothing to do with me, honest. i was still pissed the next day and i still can't drink spirits.
apologies for all of teh words
( , Fri 9 Dec 2005, 12:43, Reply)
We all went out to get my mate pissed. He got so pissed he went home early. the rest of us all went back to another mates house and continued drinking all the spirits in the booze cupboard, everything from that blackcurrant flavour stuff to whisky.
Then I decided to have a drinking contest with a mate(he's 6ft 6, i'm 5ft 10). I lost big time and ended up passed out in the toilet with my trousers round my ankles. My mates thought this was hilarious and threw wet kitchen roll at me. Everyone else was having fun drinking (at a slower rate than me)until one of them cut their head and an ambulance was called, when the butch lesbian paramedics got there they asked whether they were here for me. Oh no, they were there for the 14(maybe 15)year old girl, in a house full of drunk 18 year old blokes.
I remember very little of this night and woke up confused and covered in damp kitchen roll. i pulled my trousers up, stumbled out of the toilet and fell over,where i stayed for about an hour as i tried to remember how my legs worked.
Everything after i passed out was told to me by my less drunk mates. The 14 year old had nothing to do with me, honest. i was still pissed the next day and i still can't drink spirits.
apologies for all of teh words
( , Fri 9 Dec 2005, 12:43, Reply)
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