Some of you may remember from one of my longer tales
that a girl I was seeing for a while turned into a rug-muncher.

It happened that the girl that she hooked up with was Jewish.

This Jewish girl and her (also Jewish) housemates decided to have a "bad taste" party to celebrate something or other.

You know the drill, horrible jumpers, 80s clothes, that sort of thing.

Apparently a bacon waistcoat was not acceptable.....
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Thu 19 Mar 2009, 17:15, 4 replies)

Ha!
Now thats good. Thats very very good!

Cheers, mate
( SpankyHanky, Thu 19 Mar 2009, 17:17, closed)

much obliged
I think my story telling problem may in fact be the addled brain rather than a lack of stories...
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Thu 19 Mar 2009, 17:19, closed)

More booze
more fags

more shoe polish

Works a fucking treat, that does.
( SpankyHanky, Thu 19 Mar 2009, 17:21, closed)

Bad taste party?
I went to one in Oxford a year or so back. It was awesome. I went as a 9/11 survivor, wearing a brokers shirt and covered in flour...

Memorbal others were the girl who went as an abortion (not hugely obvious, but the length of red hose from the belly button was the give away), maddie and marmite...
( The4thCrystal Wishes he was better at photographamising..., Thu 19 Mar 2009, 20:10, closed)