I went to a housewarming a few weeks ago
where several of the guests insisted that we watch X Factor and I'm a Celebrity...
I'd rather have had my teeth extracted one by one with rusty pliers and no anaesthetic than sit through that abysmal shite again. I begged them to let me go out and fetch the pizza but they told me not to worry, we'd get it delivered.
No, really, you don't understand. I want to go out and get the pizza. Even if it means trekking through arse deep lava, I'd rather go out and fetch the pizza.
(berk, Tue 13 Dec 2011, 10:00, 3 replies, latest was 14 years ago)

Simple answer:
Massive spliff.
(NoeI «:::P:::» «:::E:::» «:::R:::» «:::V:::» «:::E:::», Tue 13 Dec 2011, 10:01, Reply)

Wasn't that kind of party sadly
I had to spend two hours sulking in the kitchen. That's hard in a small, open plan, one bedroom flat.
(berk, Tue 13 Dec 2011, 10:05, Reply)

Damn, I'd have ended up moving the entire contents of their cupboards around or something, that sounds shite.

(NoeI «:::P:::» «:::E:::» «:::R:::» «:::V:::» «:::E:::», Tue 13 Dec 2011, 10:06, Reply)

Given that I had helped them unpack and organise their kitchen
that would have been really rather redundant...
(berk, Tue 13 Dec 2011, 10:08, Reply)

I find this to be a great solution to most things.

( tangledupinblue hairy badge with moving eyes, Tue 13 Dec 2011, 10:12, Reply)

That would piss me off actually.
If people want to have 'X Factor Parties', that's fine by me, and I'll politely decline the invitation, but don't invite me round then ambush me with it.
( scarpe We Stole Bikes, Tue 13 Dec 2011, 10:02, Reply)

I'd have just left.
With the pizza of course.
( girlinthehole, Tue 13 Dec 2011, 10:02, Reply)

It's alright
kitchen sulking meant I was closest the ice cream.
(berk, Tue 13 Dec 2011, 10:08, Reply)