Pubs
Jeccy writes, "I've seen people having four-somes, fights involving spastics and genuine retarded people doing karaoke, all thanks to the invention of the common pub."
What's happened in your local then?
( , Thu 5 Feb 2009, 20:55)
Jeccy writes, "I've seen people having four-somes, fights involving spastics and genuine retarded people doing karaoke, all thanks to the invention of the common pub."
What's happened in your local then?
( , Thu 5 Feb 2009, 20:55)
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Nee22 below has reminded me..
..oh god how I've been tormented by this memory.
Every year from age 7 up until three years' ago I spent a week or longer, sometimes a month, at my parents' flat at a sleepy coastal resort on the Costa Brava. There was one bar within walking distance - the local campsite bar (it was a popular nudist destination with a major nudist spot being a mile down the beach, for added interest).
I grew up having my first alcoholic experiences as a result of this bar. It was pretty rough and ready but I grew up with much affection for it and the random pissed friends I made there in my teens. I just know that if I met them again by chance we'd be back to being best friends on a level that's rare in life - we grew up together with all that that entails, seeing each other year after year as the heady summer break from school.
So I'm 25. I'm sitting there nursing a San Miguel at 10pm with no friends this time - the other clientele aren't my old friends from old times this year; instead they're unknown and far too young and I stand out.
I'm a bit pissed from drinking red wine at a meal I've just been out for with my parents. Coupled with the marijuana I always know where to buy around here, my San Mig is going to my head and I'm feeling half elated, half melancholy as I revisit summer memories. I'm in a deep reverie.
Three dutch girls suddenly swarm around my table, in polyester hipster jeans and flimsy low-cut tops. Jesus, they are about 15, but jesus are they "fully developed". WTF is going on? After an awkward "er hello" "er hello" "er hello we are christina, rachel and simona" "right o" type exchange of "conversation" I get the biggest come-on line I've ever had in my life:
"please come to the beach and stick your penis in my friend christina's vagina" spoken in very broken English.
I declined. I declined repeatedly. I was pissed, confused and had a massive boner I couldn't control that must surely have been visible; but I still declined. I hadn't had sex in two years and this was mighty confusing. I had enough sense to point out that I was about 10 years older than them a few times. They wandered off to the beach taunting me for being uptight.
That really shocked me. I haven't been back since, except off-season with some friends to chill out far from the madding crowd.
The next morning I didn't know whether to feel like a complete pervert or whether to reprimand myself over a missed chance, which in turn led me to feel like a complete pervert.
I'm in no hurry to go back.
( , Wed 11 Feb 2009, 21:26, 15 replies)
..oh god how I've been tormented by this memory.
Every year from age 7 up until three years' ago I spent a week or longer, sometimes a month, at my parents' flat at a sleepy coastal resort on the Costa Brava. There was one bar within walking distance - the local campsite bar (it was a popular nudist destination with a major nudist spot being a mile down the beach, for added interest).
I grew up having my first alcoholic experiences as a result of this bar. It was pretty rough and ready but I grew up with much affection for it and the random pissed friends I made there in my teens. I just know that if I met them again by chance we'd be back to being best friends on a level that's rare in life - we grew up together with all that that entails, seeing each other year after year as the heady summer break from school.
So I'm 25. I'm sitting there nursing a San Miguel at 10pm with no friends this time - the other clientele aren't my old friends from old times this year; instead they're unknown and far too young and I stand out.
I'm a bit pissed from drinking red wine at a meal I've just been out for with my parents. Coupled with the marijuana I always know where to buy around here, my San Mig is going to my head and I'm feeling half elated, half melancholy as I revisit summer memories. I'm in a deep reverie.
Three dutch girls suddenly swarm around my table, in polyester hipster jeans and flimsy low-cut tops. Jesus, they are about 15, but jesus are they "fully developed". WTF is going on? After an awkward "er hello" "er hello" "er hello we are christina, rachel and simona" "right o" type exchange of "conversation" I get the biggest come-on line I've ever had in my life:
"please come to the beach and stick your penis in my friend christina's vagina" spoken in very broken English.
I declined. I declined repeatedly. I was pissed, confused and had a massive boner I couldn't control that must surely have been visible; but I still declined. I hadn't had sex in two years and this was mighty confusing. I had enough sense to point out that I was about 10 years older than them a few times. They wandered off to the beach taunting me for being uptight.
That really shocked me. I haven't been back since, except off-season with some friends to chill out far from the madding crowd.
The next morning I didn't know whether to feel like a complete pervert or whether to reprimand myself over a missed chance, which in turn led me to feel like a complete pervert.
I'm in no hurry to go back.
( , Wed 11 Feb 2009, 21:26, 15 replies)
Your confusion will pass with age and experience...
And you will come to realize that reprimanding yourself for the missed chance was the correct response.
( , Wed 11 Feb 2009, 22:02, closed)
And you will come to realize that reprimanding yourself for the missed chance was the correct response.
( , Wed 11 Feb 2009, 22:02, closed)
Yep
I was 24, friend's girlfriend's sister was 15 years old.
Drink, and ridiculous attempts to get high on legal herbal concoction, followed by major minor invitation...
Resisted though. The right thing to do, but...
Bollocks.
It was hard.
( , Wed 11 Feb 2009, 22:40, closed)
I was 24, friend's girlfriend's sister was 15 years old.
Drink, and ridiculous attempts to get high on legal herbal concoction, followed by major minor invitation...
Resisted though. The right thing to do, but...
Bollocks.
It was hard.
( , Wed 11 Feb 2009, 22:40, closed)
Anyone else remember
a Mary Whitehouse Experience sketch where George Bernard Shaw says, "Oh my god! I've just turned down another definite shag!"?
Well done for having morals Elvis, I still think it will haunt you for the rest of your days though.
( , Wed 11 Feb 2009, 23:45, closed)
a Mary Whitehouse Experience sketch where George Bernard Shaw says, "Oh my god! I've just turned down another definite shag!"?
Well done for having morals Elvis, I still think it will haunt you for the rest of your days though.
( , Wed 11 Feb 2009, 23:45, closed)
this reminds me of when two women came up to me, told me they were lesbians and asked "do you wanna watch?"
me, being the idiot smartarse and not *quite* getting the situation said "I've already got a watch"
so yeah, there's some moral here :)
( , Thu 12 Feb 2009, 0:02, closed)
me, being the idiot smartarse and not *quite* getting the situation said "I've already got a watch"
so yeah, there's some moral here :)
( , Thu 12 Feb 2009, 0:02, closed)
You wouldn't be much
of a man if you didn't have regrets about this; you'd be even less of a man had you have done it though.
So well done you. Doubly so for being pissed and after being celibate for the previous 2 years. Be proud ! and hoping the karma bank rewards you...
( , Thu 12 Feb 2009, 0:19, closed)
of a man if you didn't have regrets about this; you'd be even less of a man had you have done it though.
So well done you. Doubly so for being pissed and after being celibate for the previous 2 years. Be proud ! and hoping the karma bank rewards you...
( , Thu 12 Feb 2009, 0:19, closed)
If my eyes don't deceive me
he said "I declined. I declined repeatedly.". Sounds like it was voluntary. Unless you mean the celibacy. And I wasn't congratulating him on being celibate, more saying in light of that it's an extra "well done" from me, tis all.
( , Thu 12 Feb 2009, 10:56, closed)
he said "I declined. I declined repeatedly.". Sounds like it was voluntary. Unless you mean the celibacy. And I wasn't congratulating him on being celibate, more saying in light of that it's an extra "well done" from me, tis all.
( , Thu 12 Feb 2009, 10:56, closed)
would me
pointing out the Dutch age of consent is something like 12 help or hinder your moral dilemma?
( , Thu 12 Feb 2009, 8:28, closed)
pointing out the Dutch age of consent is something like 12 help or hinder your moral dilemma?
( , Thu 12 Feb 2009, 8:28, closed)
"It ain't the ones you do
it's the ones you don't"
to quote the great Daniel Woodrell on regrets at looking back at opportunities taken or not taken in your life.
In other words, of course you made a mistake, you muppet!
( , Thu 12 Feb 2009, 9:03, closed)
it's the ones you don't"
to quote the great Daniel Woodrell on regrets at looking back at opportunities taken or not taken in your life.
In other words, of course you made a mistake, you muppet!
( , Thu 12 Feb 2009, 9:03, closed)
IIRC
Legal age in Spain is either 14 or 15 mate
... you missed out!
( , Thu 12 Feb 2009, 13:17, closed)
Legal age in Spain is either 14 or 15 mate
... you missed out!
( , Thu 12 Feb 2009, 13:17, closed)
At least you had a reason for declining.
There's me in a Greek pension with two Swedish backpackers, who decide it's time for bed. "You don't have to leave" they say and quickly strip off the very little they had on and get into bed together. Then move apart to make room.
So I left.
Why? - afraid I might catch some nasty disease. What a wimp.
Yes a regret it to this day.
(And no - I am not gay. Found that out for sure the previous holiday - but that's another story.)
( , Thu 12 Feb 2009, 13:19, closed)
There's me in a Greek pension with two Swedish backpackers, who decide it's time for bed. "You don't have to leave" they say and quickly strip off the very little they had on and get into bed together. Then move apart to make room.
So I left.
Why? - afraid I might catch some nasty disease. What a wimp.
Yes a regret it to this day.
(And no - I am not gay. Found that out for sure the previous holiday - but that's another story.)
( , Thu 12 Feb 2009, 13:19, closed)
Netherlands
You need to be sixteen but you must be 18 if you do it in public, trust the dutch to have a law on public sex !
( , Thu 12 Feb 2009, 15:44, closed)
You need to be sixteen but you must be 18 if you do it in public, trust the dutch to have a law on public sex !
( , Thu 12 Feb 2009, 15:44, closed)
Dutch
In saying that none of the Dutch guys in my office new, it took them 10 mins on google to find out, after I spent 5 minutes to explain what "age of concent" ment !
( , Thu 12 Feb 2009, 15:50, closed)
In saying that none of the Dutch guys in my office new, it took them 10 mins on google to find out, after I spent 5 minutes to explain what "age of concent" ment !
( , Thu 12 Feb 2009, 15:50, closed)
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