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» Teenage Parties
Mmmm Gin...
One of the many hundreds of stories from teenage experiments with alcohol, party when about 16, fairly quiet. Me and a friend decide to raid the host parents booze cabinet, quite a posh family, so the only booze I recognised was gin.
A few pints of gin and coke (rank) later, I'm spewing my ringer in the garden outside their house. A taxi arrives and in my desire to show face, I decide the responsible thing to do would be walk up the driveway and tell everyone that there was a taxi there.
Halfway up the driveway, I lost all balance, due to having been horizontal face down for the past half hour, and start running backwards towards the taxi, falling over and knocking the wing mirror clean off the side of the car with my head.
Cue very angry taxi driver. I emptied my pockets of change (about 37p) as payment and ran back inside the house and hid in the toilet. Its amazing how much the threat of GBH from an angry middle aged man can sober you up.
(Thu 13th Apr 2006, 14:18, More)
Mmmm Gin...
One of the many hundreds of stories from teenage experiments with alcohol, party when about 16, fairly quiet. Me and a friend decide to raid the host parents booze cabinet, quite a posh family, so the only booze I recognised was gin.
A few pints of gin and coke (rank) later, I'm spewing my ringer in the garden outside their house. A taxi arrives and in my desire to show face, I decide the responsible thing to do would be walk up the driveway and tell everyone that there was a taxi there.
Halfway up the driveway, I lost all balance, due to having been horizontal face down for the past half hour, and start running backwards towards the taxi, falling over and knocking the wing mirror clean off the side of the car with my head.
Cue very angry taxi driver. I emptied my pockets of change (about 37p) as payment and ran back inside the house and hid in the toilet. Its amazing how much the threat of GBH from an angry middle aged man can sober you up.
(Thu 13th Apr 2006, 14:18, More)
» My computer gave away my secrets
The Joys of Wi-Fi
Not me but some friends of mine. Doing uni coursework at a friends flat, they decided to have a browse of all the local available wireless networks on his laptop. One of the available signals was coming from the flat next door. Being a bit of a nosey prick, he had a look around said neighbours computer, the password for access being the rather unimaginative 'password'. Largely uninteresting in the whole (christian newsletters, youth club subscriptions etc.) they were surprised to find a cache of gay pornography, centred around mexican men wrestling.
The girl whos flat they were at now double locks her door every night, though why I'm not quite sure, being female and neither mexican nor a wrestler
*Pop*
(Tue 14th Feb 2006, 12:27, More)
The Joys of Wi-Fi
Not me but some friends of mine. Doing uni coursework at a friends flat, they decided to have a browse of all the local available wireless networks on his laptop. One of the available signals was coming from the flat next door. Being a bit of a nosey prick, he had a look around said neighbours computer, the password for access being the rather unimaginative 'password'. Largely uninteresting in the whole (christian newsletters, youth club subscriptions etc.) they were surprised to find a cache of gay pornography, centred around mexican men wrestling.
The girl whos flat they were at now double locks her door every night, though why I'm not quite sure, being female and neither mexican nor a wrestler
*Pop*
(Tue 14th Feb 2006, 12:27, More)
» Going Too Far
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Urban legend from the town I went to school in. One of the local fuckhead chavs took his sisters hamster, and fed it an ecstacy tablet.
Bad enough, but they took a video of it, spazzing out and (unsurpisingly) dying, and showing his sister.
(Fri 10th Nov 2006, 19:50, More)
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Urban legend from the town I went to school in. One of the local fuckhead chavs took his sisters hamster, and fed it an ecstacy tablet.
Bad enough, but they took a video of it, spazzing out and (unsurpisingly) dying, and showing his sister.
(Fri 10th Nov 2006, 19:50, More)
» Ignoring Instructions
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Variation on a theme: chopped chillis, sneaky pick of the nose.
(Sat 6th May 2006, 12:01, More)
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Variation on a theme: chopped chillis, sneaky pick of the nose.
(Sat 6th May 2006, 12:01, More)
» Teenage Parties
Arrogance
In halls last year, me and my flatmates had a particular party/drinking game called arrogance. The rule is that you tip into the communal glass how much you think you can neck, toss a coin, if you call correctly, the glass moves on to the next person who fills it up a bit more with their own drink, repeat until some poor bastard has to neck a rank mixture of drinks.
One rather boozy party, a group of friends turned up with the only drinks they could scavenge from their parents house, which we porceded to use for a game of arrogance. I ended up drinking a pint which consisted of 1/3 white vermouth, 1/3 red vermouth, and 1/3 tesco value lager (2%, tastes awful).
Ended up spewing a lovely pinkinsh shade (with fizzy bubbles in it) in my girlfriends kitchen sink. Woo.
(Sun 16th Apr 2006, 14:51, More)
Arrogance
In halls last year, me and my flatmates had a particular party/drinking game called arrogance. The rule is that you tip into the communal glass how much you think you can neck, toss a coin, if you call correctly, the glass moves on to the next person who fills it up a bit more with their own drink, repeat until some poor bastard has to neck a rank mixture of drinks.
One rather boozy party, a group of friends turned up with the only drinks they could scavenge from their parents house, which we porceded to use for a game of arrogance. I ended up drinking a pint which consisted of 1/3 white vermouth, 1/3 red vermouth, and 1/3 tesco value lager (2%, tastes awful).
Ended up spewing a lovely pinkinsh shade (with fizzy bubbles in it) in my girlfriends kitchen sink. Woo.
(Sun 16th Apr 2006, 14:51, More)