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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chunky kissThe usual after-the-pub-all-back-to-someone's house party - it was Shane's flat above the shops in Harrow. I'd taken 1/2 a tab of acid that was doing very little (or the effects were indistinguishable from the snakebites and hash consumed all night).
I rarely dance (because I look like a cunt) but on this night I was a sex god, gyrating round sexy Suzy, moving closer and closer for the snog.
After 5 mintutes of solid tongue action I came up for air and from the corner of my eye I caught my mates looking my way and laughing like drains. I reluctantly let go of Suzy's wonderful breasts and went over to find out "what's so fucking funny?"
They sniggeringly asked me if I enjoyed the kiss -
"of course- it's Sexy Suzy"
yes- the same Sexy Suzy that they had observed vomming her guts up over the balcony not five minutes previous.
Suddenly very sober, instant dash to the bathroom to check for carrot and tomato skins on the face (I'm retching as I type this).
Fucked her anyway - what's a few chunks when Sexy Suzy's tits are up for grabs?
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MontyyouterribleCUNT I gave Jeremy Kyle cancer, Tue 18 Apr 2006, 14:40,
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