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(, Sun 1 Apr 2001, 1:00)
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Best was either my 21st or my 16th.
21st - Pub golf, spent the day getting shitfaced with my friends, on a 12 hour drinking session I only spent £6, no hangover the next day, was woken with a cooked breakfast and a beer.
16th - Was woken by my brother, asking whether he should have sausage, bacon or egg for breakfast? I answered all 3, and went back to sleep, only to be woken a few minutes later with a sandwich containing all 3. He then told me to get up, and come the shop. He sent me to a friends house who lived a few doors down from the shop, as he disappeared in. Texted me a couple of minutes later to meet him, and my friend and I headed back up to meet him, only to see he's carrying a crate he's just bought for me, and we head home. Throughout the day, a few of my friends arrive, until it ends up with about 10 of us in the living room, listening to music, drinking, and having a great laugh.
I think the reasons I enjoyed that one so much is because my brother was an absolute prick, with whom I argued regularly. For him to then go out of his way to make sure I had a great final birthday before I moved away meant a lot.
Worst was my 18th. I'd spent the day working, was absolutely knackered, most of my friends either couldn't be there, or weren't 18 yet, so we couldn't go in most pubs. I ended up home by midnight, stone cold sober.
(, Thu 17 Nov 2011, 14:17, 2 replies, latest was 14 years ago)
That was pretty shit too, I'd said to my girlfriend I only wanted a quiet one, as she said she'd organise something. She neglected to invite anyone.
(, Thu 17 Nov 2011, 14:23, Reply)
/coolio
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