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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One party, I had been followed round all evening by this one guy.He'd follow me round. Come stand next to me. Tell me on several occasions that there were "bedrooms free upstairs", and then when I declined his offer to go upstairs he informed me that they had "nice wall paper in them". This continued for about 4 hours, until he eventually came and stood behind me and started rubbing his groin against my backside, asked "can I have a kiss?" and began groping at my breasts. That was it. I'd had enough. I turned round and as purposefully as I could said, "look, you've ruined it now. Look at me, no really look at me! I can hardly stand. My face is numb and I can't focus on anything further than a metre away. I'm completely and utterly pissed and yet I still find you visually repulsing. I'm not going to kiss you and I don't care what the bedrooms look like. Now fuck off!"
He did.
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Fluffy elephants, Fri 14 Apr 2006, 22:17,
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