Fancy Dress
Two words that fill me with dread. Fancy Dress. Some people really get off on this - last party I went to that involved dressing up, one bloke came in a sort of fetish-nazi outfit, all tight black pvc, whips and jackboots.* Which would have been OK but it was a Eurovision party, and he'd come as Austria.
What's the worst costume you've encountered? Or worn? Or been made to wear...
*and no, it wasn't one of them royals
( , Thu 12 Jan 2006, 20:15)
Two words that fill me with dread. Fancy Dress. Some people really get off on this - last party I went to that involved dressing up, one bloke came in a sort of fetish-nazi outfit, all tight black pvc, whips and jackboots.* Which would have been OK but it was a Eurovision party, and he'd come as Austria.
What's the worst costume you've encountered? Or worn? Or been made to wear...
*and no, it wasn't one of them royals
( , Thu 12 Jan 2006, 20:15)
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Moods
A guy had a fancy dress party for his birthday. The theme was Moods, and the bouncers had strict instructions not to let anyone in who was not in fancy dress.
First up came a couple of people dressed in red. "We're really angry!" they said, and were let in.
Then came a couple of people in green. "We're green with envy!" they said, and were let in.
Then came a couple of West Indian blokes. The first had a piece of fruit on his penis and the second had his manhood buried in a tin of Ambrosia.
"Hang on, lads," said the bouncer. "What have you come as?"
"I'm deep in dis pear!" announced the first.
The second said, "I'm fucking dis custard!"
( , Fri 13 Jan 2006, 11:12, Reply)
A guy had a fancy dress party for his birthday. The theme was Moods, and the bouncers had strict instructions not to let anyone in who was not in fancy dress.
First up came a couple of people dressed in red. "We're really angry!" they said, and were let in.
Then came a couple of people in green. "We're green with envy!" they said, and were let in.
Then came a couple of West Indian blokes. The first had a piece of fruit on his penis and the second had his manhood buried in a tin of Ambrosia.
"Hang on, lads," said the bouncer. "What have you come as?"
"I'm deep in dis pear!" announced the first.
The second said, "I'm fucking dis custard!"
( , Fri 13 Jan 2006, 11:12, Reply)
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