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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Not me, but...My brother Ste loves to tell me this story when he's a bit pissed. It happened in year 11, and he's in his first year of uni now.
A mate was having a bit of a family party thing, and somehow Ste and two of his mates (one was the son of the host) ended up outside in the garden with an old school black bin (the ones with the handle on top of the lid) full of vodka, wine, alcopops, you name it. The three of them managed to get through it in a matter of hours.
So the next morning, they wake up in the garden, party over, to find a human poo in the middle of the lawn. One of them had been so out of it he'd actually squatted in the middle of the garden in the middle of the night to have a shit. The dad had to clear it up.
And to this day, the three of them have no idea who did it.
(, Thu 13 Apr 2006, 14:42, Reply)
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