a small gatheiring
when i was in venture scouts (thats where almost all my stories are from) me and another bloke once tried to organise a cocktail party as an evening (we did have one female member so it was nominally alright).

anyway, we bought about 3 bottles of spririts, getting asked for id in the shop and me having to declare i would drink none of it as i had no id, and raided his house for some more. we also bought some grenadine which is horrible stuff.

we headed up to the scout hut and started mixing, trying the cocktails with names like 'urine sample', 'pink nickers' and 'backside bertie' for a laugh. problems were, a)my mate poured every shot as about a triple, and b) the only other people that turned up were 2 scout 'leaders' who were both driving.

cue me being very pissed, falling over and breaking my finger in the process.

we got a lift back off one of the leaders but i inssited on being dropped at the local recycling bank to recycle some cans i think.

i then wandered home and threw up and passed out in the toilet, making a horrible mess that my kind mother cleaned up. she even made up the excuses for me saying 'we'd expected more people' and 'the measures had been stronger than i expected'.

bought her a plant to say sorry of course.
(ferret joe fun to have in your trousers, Fri 14 Apr 2006, 17:04, Reply)