Oh dear...
When I was 13 I decided to attend a party at a friends house. I told my mum that we were going up there to play a tourament on the Sega megadrive. I even grabbed a bundle of games to make it look as authentic as possible.

As soon as I arrived a my friends house, lets call his Dez as that's his name, I was handed a glass of clear liquid and some beers. Worried what the liquid was and not really wanting to taste I decided to do the noble thing: down it in one without it touching my lips or taste buds. It turned out it was really strong vodka (about 55% vol I believe) which made me want to be sick. To prevent this I washed it down with a full bottle of red wine and about 6 bottles of beer. All I can remember after that was shouting at my mate Colin to "Get the fuck off my seat you skinny, dying off, excuse for a human". My seat was a weight bench. Thankfully I did not try to press any weights or I would probably not be here right now...
Next I remember puking green slime into a large punch bowl and asking if anyone wanted some.
After this I decided it was time to return home but OH NOES!! my mum might thing I had been drinking as my breath reeked of booze. The solution: run out onto the street and leap onto some lass about 10 years my senior and gracefully steal one of her polo mints. I somehow managed to steal the one she was eating! How I done that I never know.

Cue me staggering down to my house, jober as a sudge and attempting to get my key into the tiny excuse for a keyhole for about 10 minutes before realising the door was open. Stunned mother in shock at the state of me.

Then comes the immortal line: "HAVE YOU BEEN DRINKING??"

Response: me falling up my stairs before puking all down my back (No idea..)

My God I have never had a hangover like the one I had the next morning. It lasted for about a week.

I shall never apologise for length or girth. Your mom loves it!!

Willie
( diablo290582 Professional.....something., Thu 13 Apr 2006, 12:35, Reply)