Went to my mate's 18th birthday party,
family do and all that. Aunts, Uncles, Grandma's, kid's running about, skidding on their knees etc, all sat around having a nice quiet drink and a boogie, reminiscing about when the friend in question was but a wee nipper. I turned up with a couple of mates, pissed out of my head, after spending much of the afternoon drinking Stella in his honour (including three in the bath as I was getting ready). Proceeded to drink anything I could get my hands on, this included other people's drinks. After about 3 hours I could barely stand up, so I decided to grab a chair, put it right in the middle of the dancefloor, where the aforementioned grannies and aunt's were dancing to Black Lace or some such bollocks, sat on it and refused to move. for about an hour. I only got up after I dropped my pint, without realising I'd dropped it, then tried to drink from it. To the casual observer it looked like I was trying to drink my hand. I looked confused for a second, then got up and went and bought another pint, all the while wondering where the fuck my last one had gone.

As I returned to my seat, the friend whose birthday it was came over and said "Tom, my Dad wants you to leave. You're making people very nervous".

I later found out that my friend had received a full on bollocking for inviting me, and was later told that he forbade him from hanging around with us any more because I was a "bad influence".
( PMGT -Bacon., Fri 14 Apr 2006, 14:09, Reply)