House Parties
‘If rocking the house is a crime…then let me be guilty’. Not my words, Carol, the words of proto ravecore pioneers Genaside II. We all love a party – or do we?
There always used to be a girl crying on the stairs, who’d drunk too much vodka. Or someone would crap in the bath. What’s the most revolting/hilarious thing you’ve seen at a party? The worst house-trashing you’ve seen?
- This Weeks question from Richard Mcbeef IB
( , Fri 9 Oct 2015, 9:36)
‘If rocking the house is a crime…then let me be guilty’. Not my words, Carol, the words of proto ravecore pioneers Genaside II. We all love a party – or do we?
There always used to be a girl crying on the stairs, who’d drunk too much vodka. Or someone would crap in the bath. What’s the most revolting/hilarious thing you’ve seen at a party? The worst house-trashing you’ve seen?
- This Weeks question from Richard Mcbeef IB
( , Fri 9 Oct 2015, 9:36)
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wondering why my girlfriend and my best mate won't let me into the bathroom
I mean, what the hell? Who wouldn't be suspicious?
Eventually they relented after I assured them no-one else was by the door, only to find them both shovelling their drug-induced vomit from the blocked bathroom sink out of the window to fall 10 stories below. I helped by keeping watch and laughing at them (and in relief at my two most important relationships being not ruined, my suspicious self).
It was a penthouse party in a rundown shithole of a place by the sea, and the party left it in no better state as it was a moving-out party in a town where no-one ever got their deposit back regardless, so you may as well trash the joint rather than clean it. A month later we rented it out ourselves, I mean a seaside penthouse is a seaside penthouse shithole or not.
( , Thu 22 Oct 2015, 6:15, 1 reply)
I mean, what the hell? Who wouldn't be suspicious?
Eventually they relented after I assured them no-one else was by the door, only to find them both shovelling their drug-induced vomit from the blocked bathroom sink out of the window to fall 10 stories below. I helped by keeping watch and laughing at them (and in relief at my two most important relationships being not ruined, my suspicious self).
It was a penthouse party in a rundown shithole of a place by the sea, and the party left it in no better state as it was a moving-out party in a town where no-one ever got their deposit back regardless, so you may as well trash the joint rather than clean it. A month later we rented it out ourselves, I mean a seaside penthouse is a seaside penthouse shithole or not.
( , Thu 22 Oct 2015, 6:15, 1 reply)
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