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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Sarah's Party at UniversitySo, some of the girls in the year below wanted to throw a party (Althlestan Road, off Romford Road, Stratford E15, 1991 ish....) and roped me in to DJ. Fair enough.
And they thought, 'we need a password to get in', and decided on the phrase 'fuck off'. Word gets round the SU bar and the local pubs, and soon all sorts are on the step....
"What's the password?"
"Password?! Fuck off!!"
"That'll do you're in...."
Smack shooting in the bathroom, minor pilfering, and the police called at about 2am. Splendid. I did however play Nirvana's Negative Creep at full throttle, so that was nice.
NB I wasn't teenage. They were 18. It counts!!
(, Thu 13 Apr 2006, 10:36, Reply)
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