BirthdaysMy 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?
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chthonic, Fri 9 Dec 2005, 11:07)
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18th beatingThe day I turned 18 my work colleagues thought it would be a good idea to get me a stripper.
She turned out to be a crazy dominatrix that stripped me, beat the crap out of me with a whip and then made me squeal like a pig.
My colleagues were intially shocked, but then found it quite amusing, particularly the females that had front row seats of my abuse. Bastards took photographs and even tried to film it.
Thankfully they were too cheap to pay the extra £40 that would have got her friend in on the action too (an old, fat ginger short-haired beast with no teeth dressed as a cave woman).
The next day I had an awards presentation and while on stage Steve Jones (from t4) patted my back while congratulating me...right across my welts.
Other than that it was a great birthday.
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Regger, Fri 9 Dec 2005, 14:58,
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