Hmm.
Bear with me, this isn't very organised in my mind. First off it's New Year's party. About 4 months ago now. Dancing so bloody much. Getting dirty looks off of some sod cos his girlfriend was dancing with me. All night. Then we became friends later. Suddenly realised I hadn't had time to drink enough, so hit the spirits. Hard. Then went back to dancing.
I fell over while dancing, and didn't bother getting up. I thought I was breakdancing. Everyone laughed, but in the good way.
Countdown to the new year...kissed everyone in the room. Full on the lips. Most of the people there were guys. I entered the stage best described as "I know I'm drunk, try to eloquently explain what it's like being drunk to everyone" Talked to someone about jelly beans. Then we had to turn the music off at about 2am thanks to the neighbours. So we break out the harmonica, talk about analingus and the Power Rangers. Then people start going to bed. Mmm, pajamas. Half of us stay awake. I think I did a commando dive onto the doormat and slept for 2 minutes at around 4am. Until I got a lamp thrown at me.
Start playing a game, who can get into the sleeping bag without waking the sleeping person. Not the most successful game when you're drunk. One girl went spazzo and slapped Person A. Everyone else laughed and someone got a blowjob.
Managed to fall asleep for 30 minutes on the hardest wooden floor evar. Got picked up and turfed out the door. Locked in the garden I climb through the window and start singing Bohemian Rhapsody while drinking the dregs of everything we could find.
By 6am our group of 10 was whittled down to 3. We played a game. I dunno what it was but the morning after I had bruises everywhere. All I know is it was fun.
Then I got turfed out onto the streets of Peckham while still drunk at midday.
(Gat Bandish I've got wood in my soul, Fri 14 Apr 2006, 15:54, Reply)