Fabric Softner and cheap champagne...
Drunken Teenage Party...you know like the ones n the oc...apart form all the beutiful tanned people.only pale ugly motherfuckers still suffering the after effects of teenage acne.anyhow my m8s parents were away for the week and we were going through a groupie stage (humping anyone that could play chopsticks on a piano you know) any how...being the only girl still a)awake b) hadnt poulled yert and c) drunk enuff to do anything to impress 17 yr old boys who were "musicians"I was severley drunk after winning a bottle of cheap champagne by winching my best m8 on the stage of a nightclub. Bores me how drunken people are so mmpresed by faux lesbinaism....anyhow were playing a game of "donkey" with 5 other guys (the game where you through a ball and if u dont catch you r a D...and then f u miss again your a o...until you drop it enuff times and your donkey? you get my drift) anyhow being a drunken girl with no co-ordination it was me who was the donkey. My forfeit was either sacrifising my virginty to a band member or......drinking a shot of fabric softner, I went for the fabric softner option hoping to immpress the boys with the rockhard stomach and not through it up. 4 secionds after the fabric softner burns down my throat i run to the toilet and spew up the soapest sickness iv ever seen in my life. all over my m8s new toilet. Was in the toilet.the toplet paper the curtain.s EVERYWHERE to this day i cant look at fabric softner without feeling sick.
(StrangeKristine, Wed 25 Aug 2004, 2:09, Reply)