» Teenage Parties

Oh just a couple of saturdays ago
[First post, go easy on me]
Due to most of us having some previous engagements on said party day, the party wasn't starting til like 11pm; we'd all chipped in to get many bottles of vodka. There were about 20 of us I'd say, so we're playing the usual drinking games of "Lets get wasted QUICK QUICK". About an hour or two later we're all pretty drunk, and me and a couple of friends decide its time for our customary walk to the local 24hr BP garage; except we've only been gone about 15minutes (Its about a half hour walk each way, maybe more in the state we were in) and it starts to rain, we don't think much of it, but as we're going over the bridge at the train station its really tipping it down. So we decide to camp out in the station waiting room for a bit, its not stopping, so we all have a bit of a falling asleep mong in there. About an hour later we decide its not gonna stop so we walk on our way back to the party. As we're about 5minutes from the party, we're going past the HSBC bank, and for some reason we find ourselves pulling the "S" off the sign.. "Ohh, this is fun" we think, so we run off giggling that we have the "S" from the sign. We then decide to take the other letters, and the little red sign thing too.

This was the said sign collected at Party-house. After this we're all pretty happy yet still very wasted; we then decide to go and egg this guy's house, I didn't actually know him, but the others who did decided he deserved whatever he got. Problem: No eggs! The inventive teenagers we are, we decided to make a lovely mix of yoghurt and pasta salad, about 2 pots full. So there we are walking to this guys house. We get there and its me and tash with the yoghurt mix, Tash: "C'mon you do it first.." Me: *Throw* "KERSPLAT!" The front door is coated in it, she throws her lot too, and we run laughing our asses off. We get back there and everyones like "What have you done?", we're proudly exclaiming "We covered rory's front door in yoghurt!" (Plus drunken slurring).

What makes this only better, was when waiting for my lift home the next day, I walk past the HSBC and see a couple of HSBC workers standing outside on their phones looking pretty angry about the lack of a sign.. I chuckled. Oh and also, Tash told me a couple of days later that This guy and his family had gone on holiday for 2 weeks, so the yoghurt pasta mix had gone *solid* on his front door, did we feel guilty? Not one bit!
(Mon 17th Apr 2006, 15:43, More)