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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Is it just me...or is that aint a monkey thats my wife a complete twunt?
Rhetorical question there, we all know he is.
So I don't threadwaste, quick story. I learnt not to mix my drinks, not to drink on an empty stomach, and found out i'm a lightweight all in the same night. Oh dear. I loudly announced I was going to slide down the host's very steep and very hard stairs, did so, and woke up in the morning sans hangover but with a completely bruised body, literally almost all of it was blue.
Ow.
And a nice woman on the tube helped me get home. I fell over trying to avoid throwing up on her. Still don't know how I bought my tube ticket, I couldn't even stand up.
(, Sun 16 Apr 2006, 16:06, Reply)
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