Twas a night in, but definitely gone wrong...
For my 17th, I had a house party round mine. Plenty of friends came, plenty of food, and (crucially) plenty of booze. As such a variety of bad ideas happened to me:

- Someone had bought some large wax strips, which ended up on my face...for the next two weeks one of my sideburns was much longer than the other (until next haircut).

- My t-shirt was stolen

- A couple of my friend had bought me a selection of thongs as a pressie, and somehow convinced me to don the one bearing the legend "Rub the lamp and the genie will come out".

- My trousers were stolen (revealing said thong)

- One sneaky biatch decided to PULL THE THONG DOWN...now in my happy-go-lucky drunken state, rather than dive down and drag them back up, I stood there for a moment, hands on hips and let out a great *sigh*, before recovering myself (got my trousers back too at some point).

- And I have been told since (though I was oblivious to this myself, being unconcious), that while I was crashed out on the bed in the basement (which doubled as a party room), two of the girls had pulled back the cover and drawn a huge orange smiley face on my thong-clad arse, and just left it there, in pride-of-place for when my mum came downstairs to check how things were going.

...she's never mentioned it, but they assure me that's how it happened.

Length? Rub it.
( Extinct Jesus Dossier "...I think it counteracts Hitler's magic...", Thu 24 Mar 2011, 23:50, Reply)