Pan-galactic gargleblaster
I was a skint student when I turned 21 and couldn't afford a proper party. But I love dressing up and I love fit men in DJs, so I invited all of my loveliest and most beautiful friends round my house for a very sophisticated* black tie cocktail party in my parents' living room.

I had prepared pitchers of several mainstream-type cocktails, but I wanted to offer my guests something special too. Pan-galactic gargleblaster. For the uninitiated, the effect of a pan-galactic gargleblaster is supposed to be "like having your brains smashed out by a piece of lemon wrapped around a large gold brick". So I surmised that a pan-galactic gargleblaster should contain a lot of alcohol and a lot of lemon. This is what went in:

Vodka
Whisky
Brandy
Dark rum
Light rum
Lemon juice
Lemonade
Lots of slices of lemon floating ominously on top

I didn't feel as if my brains had been smashed out by a piece of lemon wrapped around a large gold brick, but I did feel as if my digestive system had been raped.

*May not have been particularly sophisticated, and may also have involved me in my long black evening dress quaffing mojitos whilst bouncing on an orange space hopper
(grandmasterfluffles Come to my Armageddon party on, Tue 8 Apr 2008, 17:31, 8 replies)

But did the men think it was sophisticated?
"May not have been particularly sophisticated, and may also have involved me in my long black evening dress quaffing nojitos whilst bouncing on an orange space hopper."

Were you wearing a bra?
(TDub Nunc id vides, nunc ne vides on, Tue 8 Apr 2008, 17:41, closed)

@Tdub
One has to wonder why you need to ask this question- pleasurable mental picture?
( jim_bob can herd cats., Tue 8 Apr 2008, 17:46, closed)

21st Party
"quaffing nojitos whilst bouncing on an orange space hopper"

Now THERE'S an image for a DJ-wearing geek to conjure with!
(Eds Meds Mathskillz=1,Socialskillz=0, Tue 8 Apr 2008, 17:46, closed)

Please Please Please
Say that photographic evidence is available.

I've always imagined a PGGB to be more dry martini-ish but I might give your concoction a go if I'm feeling brave. I'll give the space hopper thang a miss, though.
(osok Rebel without a clue, Tue 8 Apr 2008, 17:51, closed)

spiders nightclub in Hull sells pan galatic gargle blasters
the cost 2.50 and are intended for Glaswegian dockers
( willenium Fist bump for verification, Tue 8 Apr 2008, 19:45, closed)

TDub
Come to think of it, it was a strapless dress, so no, I probably wasn't wearing a bra! But alas, this was before the age of digital cameras and I haven't a clue where the pics are.
(grandmasterfluffles Come to my Armageddon party on, Tue 8 Apr 2008, 22:08, closed)

The Result...
"I didn't feel as if my brains had been smashed out by a piece of lemon wrapped around a large gold brick, but I did feel as if my digestive system had been raped."

Sounds about right to me...
( Alex Save a Tree, Eat a Beaver!, Wed 9 Apr 2008, 0:23, closed)

No wonder you felt bad...
You forgot the cocktail onion...

When they did the stage show of Hitch-Hikers at the Finsbury Park empire, they were selling PGGB's in the foyer, and the onions were an essential part.
(paof2 Nude might not be rude, but rude could be nude..., Wed 9 Apr 2008, 22:16, closed)