Teenage PartiesAh, the heady days when catering consisted of a crate of lager and some vodka illicitly extracted by whoever looked oldest, decoration consisted of removing any breakable furniture and the morning after was just the morning and not the rest of the week.
Tell us who you snogged, where you threw up and who just would not leave.
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chthonic, Thu 13 Apr 2006, 10:20)
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Yay, First OneAnd that was just the time we had a party at best mates place, things all going well. Everyone had been kicked out in time, furniture put back and cat stroked till it was no longer traumatised by teenagers throwing beer cans at it. Thought we'd got away with it when his folks came home when Greg ( For that was his name ) suddenly went green and upchucked in the lounge. The delicate smell of cidery vomit drifted into my nostrils and that was that. Vomfest while his parents looked on in growing horror as their lounge was desecrated by puke. Bastards phoned my mum to tell her what happened and I got grounded for weeks for that one. Bugger!
Edit : That'll teach me to write long rambling posts
(, Thu 13 Apr 2006, 10:29, Reply)
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