actually
While I remember. For all you single chaps out there - stumbled across this one by accident.

Camping with the boys at Glen Etive - my good self and some of the usual suspects from the digital team (I was given honorary membership given I could cook and the fire NEVER goes out when I’m around).

On the second day after an EPIC night's drinking, pills and fireworks we are steadily drinking through the day - White Russians for breakfast though. We’re not savages.

Suddenly, quite bizarrely a white van stops in the single-track road a hundred yards or so behind us. Door is flung open...

"Lads! Party tonight at the old boathouse at down the end of the loch road"

We all look blankly at each other and the van full of blokes screeches away

As sun sets we hear a low thudding beat drifting along the loch

doof doof doof doof

Erm, maybe we should check this out.

as we meander along the track I spot a really pretty flower and pick it - then another. I start lagging behind.

"for fucksake spimf what the fuck are you doing - hurry up"

by the time we get to the old boathouse I have by complete accident a really nice bunch of Scottish wild flowers

turns out there are a bunch of 20 folks there with a generator, decks, a cobbled together PA and a huge bonfire - all raving away.

I ambled straight up to the prettiest girl there and said "hi these are for you". To be honest i suddenly i felt a bit of a tit standing there with a bunch of handpicked flowers while 'Smack my bitch up' was battering my lobes - I just wanted rid of them. Now i should also say I am quite happily ensconced with Mrs. spimf and was therefor only mucking around.

fuck. me.

boy did it work though. I guess the added aspect of not trying helped, but damn it had an effect.

I didn't know women could actually swoon. she turned to her friends and said..

"look what this lovely guy has done, he picked them for me"

within minutes I had three really cute girls - considerably younger than me literally sitting at my feet giggling and laughing as I regaled them with my usual pish. My mates seemed to think i had suddenly turned into as darren put it "James Bastard Bond"

soon I was enjoying a rather splendid neck massage while I ran my fingers through another girls hair (I was pilled up again by this point) I think this is the only thing that saved me from a good shoeing from the boyfriend of the one whose hair I was stoking.

I wasn't looking for any action but if I had been, damn those flowers did the trick!
( spimf ™ is whoever you want him to be, Wed 3 Sep 2008, 17:31, 8 replies)

hehehe
in actual fact you were sitting on your own stroking nettles with a huge smile on your face whislt everyone laughed.

Boy those pills were strong.
(Dan dan dan They tik urh jerbs!!!, Wed 3 Sep 2008, 17:46, closed)

is that why i had that rash?
right i see now
( spimf ™ is whoever you want him to be, Wed 3 Sep 2008, 17:48, closed)

and
you'd also been "drinking pills and fireworks", which is, quite frankly, hardcore.

I suggest that maybe your recollection of the evening might not be that accurate.
( rofl harris, Wed 3 Sep 2008, 17:53, closed)

commas dear boy
not:
drinking pills and fireworks

but:
drinking, pills and fireworks

eats, shoots and leaves

m,kay?
( spimf ™ is whoever you want him to be, Wed 3 Sep 2008, 17:59, closed)

To be fair
any party involving pills is full of teh love
( Madam Marlboro wonders if you've found her yet, Wed 3 Sep 2008, 18:15, closed)

^^^ it was my charm you rancid bitch!!!
and anyway i was pilled up - not them. they were merely cidered up

*sulks, plots revenge against MM*
( spimf ™ is whoever you want him to be, Wed 3 Sep 2008, 18:24, closed)

spimf
If you're going to insult me then I would be most grateful if you utilise capital letters.

You big glasgee cock jockey.
( Madam Marlboro wonders if you've found her yet, Wed 3 Sep 2008, 19:40, closed)

^^ oh sorry
YOU HAVE A BIG FLAPPY GROWLER LIKE A RAGMANS COAT

AND IT SMELLS OF KIPPERS

love you
x
( spimf ™ is whoever you want him to be, Wed 3 Sep 2008, 20:17, closed)