Shame
Some people get off on the exhibitionism, but this was pure lust. I'm not proud, but I did once have sex on Portsmouth beach at 2am in the fog. I got a nasty cold, shingle _everywhere_ and have never, ever gone back to Portsmouth. The shame.
There are things you boast about, and then there's Portsmouth beach... what are you ashamed of having done?
( , Thu 24 Nov 2005, 17:16)
Some people get off on the exhibitionism, but this was pure lust. I'm not proud, but I did once have sex on Portsmouth beach at 2am in the fog. I got a nasty cold, shingle _everywhere_ and have never, ever gone back to Portsmouth. The shame.
There are things you boast about, and then there's Portsmouth beach... what are you ashamed of having done?
( , Thu 24 Nov 2005, 17:16)
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Underage drinking of course.
Me and a mate decided it would be great fun to have a few drinks while his mum and dad were livin it up in the south of france. So we got the 1.5 litre bottle of Vodka, the 2 litre bottle of coke, rang a few more friends (who said they would come over later) and said goodnight to my mates Gran, who was looking after us 'young uns'.
Anyway, my mate assured me that when his gran went to bed she would take out her hearing aid and be as deaf as a post. Thats about all I can remember.....because next we hit the vodka, only I hit it rather heavily. Heres what I do remember:
1) Kicking dear old granny's door shouting "wake up! come and have a drink graneeeeeeeeee!"
2) Kissing a picture of Pamela Anderson and shouting "oh yeah, i soooooo would"
3) My mate saying "dont be sick" then my reply "dont worry I'm fi....*hic*......bllleeeeuuuuuuuggggghhhhhhhh" On the new carpet
4) Telling my other mate who arrived late that his girlfriend was ugly and her face looked like it had been hit by the back end of a bus.
5) And proclaiming my undying love for Freddie Mercury and saying I was so desperate for a shag I would even consider turning gay.
I then woke up freezing cold in the most uncomfortable position (still throwing up), I had been there so long my arm had ceased and didnt move for several hours, I kinda felt like stephen hawking (in shape) except a lot stupider and wearing a t-shirt with my mothers fish and chip dinner all down the front(mushy peas and all).
I still recoil in horror to this day of that nights events.
The stain on the carpet remained there until a few years ago (a full 10 years!), and my mates girlfriend, who never let on she knew what I said until a few years ago, became my best mate (and still is even after a few other bad booze nights)
( , Tue 29 Nov 2005, 22:24, Reply)
Me and a mate decided it would be great fun to have a few drinks while his mum and dad were livin it up in the south of france. So we got the 1.5 litre bottle of Vodka, the 2 litre bottle of coke, rang a few more friends (who said they would come over later) and said goodnight to my mates Gran, who was looking after us 'young uns'.
Anyway, my mate assured me that when his gran went to bed she would take out her hearing aid and be as deaf as a post. Thats about all I can remember.....because next we hit the vodka, only I hit it rather heavily. Heres what I do remember:
1) Kicking dear old granny's door shouting "wake up! come and have a drink graneeeeeeeeee!"
2) Kissing a picture of Pamela Anderson and shouting "oh yeah, i soooooo would"
3) My mate saying "dont be sick" then my reply "dont worry I'm fi....*hic*......bllleeeeuuuuuuuggggghhhhhhhh" On the new carpet
4) Telling my other mate who arrived late that his girlfriend was ugly and her face looked like it had been hit by the back end of a bus.
5) And proclaiming my undying love for Freddie Mercury and saying I was so desperate for a shag I would even consider turning gay.
I then woke up freezing cold in the most uncomfortable position (still throwing up), I had been there so long my arm had ceased and didnt move for several hours, I kinda felt like stephen hawking (in shape) except a lot stupider and wearing a t-shirt with my mothers fish and chip dinner all down the front(mushy peas and all).
I still recoil in horror to this day of that nights events.
The stain on the carpet remained there until a few years ago (a full 10 years!), and my mates girlfriend, who never let on she knew what I said until a few years ago, became my best mate (and still is even after a few other bad booze nights)
( , Tue 29 Nov 2005, 22:24, Reply)
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