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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Don't you forget my chickensAt my first big party at my house when the olds were on holidays I was going strongly until I remembered I had to feed Mum's chickens. I hit my head on the side of the house while riding someone's skateboard down to the chicken coop and spent the rest of the night in a darkened room being fussed over by several of the girls at the party. I think.
(, Sun 16 Apr 2006, 12:10, Reply)
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