Teenage Parties
Ah, 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.
( , Thu 13 Apr 2006, 10:20)
Ah, 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.
( , Thu 13 Apr 2006, 10:20)
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Gravity and friend get the munchies...
Just remembered another one...
A mate of mine (lets call him D) turning 19, 'S' hosts him a a couple of others at his house to just get completely slaughtered. However we can't find any open off-licenses, so we decide on a back-up plan to drink shedloads of Kick (for those who don't know, it's like red bull, but slightly stronger and it comes in litres from tesco), so D and R go to get the kick, me and S head back towards his house, but on the way we decide to try the nearby costcutter, JACKPOT!! So we buy copious amounts of alcohol, and we meet up with D and R, and now we have about 12 bottles of kick to top off the alcohol...commence drinkage!
Several homemade snakebites later, after S passing out for a bit and P has turned up, some of the others decide to watch Harold and Kumar get the munchies, and about 5-10 minutes in me and S decide we're desperate for some kinda takeaway, so off we go (it's about 2am) walking through the whole of new cross we can't find ANY open at all! So we decided that if we weren't gonna get some food we were gonna bring back some trophies, this amoutned to 3 glasses we found in the street, one of those red and white fencing barriers used for roadworks and part of a coat rail from outside the albany, dragged it all for a quarter of a mile back to his road, where after some obligatory pictures we left the barrier in the middle of brookmill road, and just watched the cars having to come back inside the speed limit to get past it (ho ho) can't remember what became of the glasses or the coat rail, but we didn't sleep that night so now it's monday, S has to go to work with a mangling hangover, P goes home and me D ans R go up to the nearby park after a bacon sandwich at...(it gets a bit boring there) however considering we started drinking sunday evening, on tuesday afternoon I still had a kind adraggy hangover during my driving lesson, and althoguh I wasn't screwing up, and my instructor said my driving was improving, I didn't feel confident behind the wheel.
So the upshot is that I learnt not to drink drive the easy way!
Penis
( , Sat 15 Apr 2006, 16:08, Reply)
Just remembered another one...
A mate of mine (lets call him D) turning 19, 'S' hosts him a a couple of others at his house to just get completely slaughtered. However we can't find any open off-licenses, so we decide on a back-up plan to drink shedloads of Kick (for those who don't know, it's like red bull, but slightly stronger and it comes in litres from tesco), so D and R go to get the kick, me and S head back towards his house, but on the way we decide to try the nearby costcutter, JACKPOT!! So we buy copious amounts of alcohol, and we meet up with D and R, and now we have about 12 bottles of kick to top off the alcohol...commence drinkage!
Several homemade snakebites later, after S passing out for a bit and P has turned up, some of the others decide to watch Harold and Kumar get the munchies, and about 5-10 minutes in me and S decide we're desperate for some kinda takeaway, so off we go (it's about 2am) walking through the whole of new cross we can't find ANY open at all! So we decided that if we weren't gonna get some food we were gonna bring back some trophies, this amoutned to 3 glasses we found in the street, one of those red and white fencing barriers used for roadworks and part of a coat rail from outside the albany, dragged it all for a quarter of a mile back to his road, where after some obligatory pictures we left the barrier in the middle of brookmill road, and just watched the cars having to come back inside the speed limit to get past it (ho ho) can't remember what became of the glasses or the coat rail, but we didn't sleep that night so now it's monday, S has to go to work with a mangling hangover, P goes home and me D ans R go up to the nearby park after a bacon sandwich at...(it gets a bit boring there) however considering we started drinking sunday evening, on tuesday afternoon I still had a kind adraggy hangover during my driving lesson, and althoguh I wasn't screwing up, and my instructor said my driving was improving, I didn't feel confident behind the wheel.
So the upshot is that I learnt not to drink drive the easy way!
Penis
( , Sat 15 Apr 2006, 16:08, Reply)
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