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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Beer and CrispsWhile living in Miami Florida, my mate had a birthday party for his (then) 2 year old daughter. His idea of refreshment was a keg, and potato crisps. The party started mid Saturday afternoon, during the summer heat, in the back yard. My mates brother was in a band, and the band setup stage outside, and played for many hours. They were not good, but they were loud.
Well beer and crisps is not particularly settling to the stomach, when its the only offering. And after half a dozen hours of drinking cheap American beer (it was night by then), I was dozing peacefully in the back yard on the only table left outdoors (the party having moved insides due to the cops having visited twice), and awoke to decide that the crisps were on their way out of my stomach.
So I staggered to my feet, walked a few steps towards the nearby fence, leaned over, and deposited several hours worth of beer and crisps into the grass. Feeling better, I returned to the table, and dozed off again.
My mate told me later that one of the female guests walked outdoors the following morning in her bare feet, and of course stepped in my leavings (how did they know it was me?). Squish.
At least, at his next party, he served more substantial food.
(, Mon 17 Apr 2006, 6:41, Reply)
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