College Party...
Pawlett Manor, Somerset, 1995. Drunken Elfi...

...girl sat alone whilst myself and three mates chat outside and have a drunken smoke. My three friends notice this young lass and instantly start betting each other (to the impressive state of £2 a time) to go and say something. Having had a few sherberts myself I found myself suddenly walking over to her and uttering words that lived on with my friends for quite sometime...

*slurred* "Hello, my mates are taking bets on who is going to chat you up, but I think you are worth more than that".

No I didn't pull her, one of my friends did annoyingly and that phrase haunted me for a good few years.

The next time we attended one of the infamous parties I managed to pull my mate the woman who would become his wife and someone for myself (although that took three weeks to work out).
(elfinpunk Touching Cloth Since, Thu 18 Feb 2010, 20:51, 1 reply)

That place was great!
In fact, that *party* was great if it's the same one I'm thinking of. Epic drunken teenage fun. Might you say you 'strode' about the place?
( Scrumper, Fri 19 Feb 2010, 11:49, closed)