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Like a typical great night, it began off with a problem.
Our car only wouldn't start, ofcourse!
So as my parents argued, me and my two mates who we were taking with us sat back and discussed (oddly enough) hair gel. The conversation soon lead elsewhere, though: girls, the night ahead, mobiles etc.
When the car did get going, we were finally on our way. It turned out to be a very lovely looking posh place. But it was very expensive at £2.75 a pint! We had the entire upstairs to ourselves; and as we arrived fashionably late, other people were already there waiting for us.
I headed over to my mate Ric. He was doing all the DJing/kareoke for us for free, bless him. But there was a problem with the sound system and it was atleast an hour before the music started. By this time, a lot more guests had arrived. That's when it really got going. Dancing. kareoke. Italian buffet including pizzas, pastas, breaded mushrooms, garlic bread, chicken strips, chips etc.
People were soon getting plastered. I made my birthday speech, got an extra surprise prezzie (tickets to go watch The Darkness), danced erotically with some of the girls.
I will just show off by saying I have some FIT girl mates.
There were sparklers, a cake, drunks hailing how much they loved me.
During YMCA, my hott mate Jo even grabbed my balls real hard and wouldn't let go; before I placed my head in her cleavage. The three other lads who starred in a Queen tribute sketch in a show last year did "I Want To Break Free" with me - complete with us ripping our shirts off at the end.
We got high off helium. Got drunk. It was just the best party I could've asked for. I even got a little pretend Oscar award for a gift. IT WAS MINT! A lot more happened, just struggling to remember, so I'll leave it there for now.
Oh, and Cookie Monster was there in spirit aswell. Good lad. You enjoy it?
Our car only wouldn't start, ofcourse!
So as my parents argued, me and my two mates who we were taking with us sat back and discussed (oddly enough) hair gel. The conversation soon lead elsewhere, though: girls, the night ahead, mobiles etc.
When the car did get going, we were finally on our way. It turned out to be a very lovely looking posh place. But it was very expensive at £2.75 a pint! We had the entire upstairs to ourselves; and as we arrived fashionably late, other people were already there waiting for us.
I headed over to my mate Ric. He was doing all the DJing/kareoke for us for free, bless him. But there was a problem with the sound system and it was atleast an hour before the music started. By this time, a lot more guests had arrived. That's when it really got going. Dancing. kareoke. Italian buffet including pizzas, pastas, breaded mushrooms, garlic bread, chicken strips, chips etc.
People were soon getting plastered. I made my birthday speech, got an extra surprise prezzie (tickets to go watch The Darkness), danced erotically with some of the girls.
I will just show off by saying I have some FIT girl mates.
There were sparklers, a cake, drunks hailing how much they loved me.
During YMCA, my hott mate Jo even grabbed my balls real hard and wouldn't let go; before I placed my head in her cleavage. The three other lads who starred in a Queen tribute sketch in a show last year did "I Want To Break Free" with me - complete with us ripping our shirts off at the end.
We got high off helium. Got drunk. It was just the best party I could've asked for. I even got a little pretend Oscar award for a gift. IT WAS MINT! A lot more happened, just struggling to remember, so I'll leave it there for now.
Oh, and Cookie Monster was there in spirit aswell. Good lad. You enjoy it?
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Like a typical great night, it began off with a problem.
Our car only wouldn't start, ofcourse!
So as my parents argued, me and my two mates who we were taking with us sat back and discussed (oddly enough) hair gel. The conversation soon lead elsewhere, though: girls, the night ahead, mobiles etc.
When the car did get going, we were finally on our way. It turned out to be a very lovely looking posh place. But it was very expensive at £2.75 a pint! We had the entire upstairs to ourselves; and as we arrived fashionably late, other people were already there waiting for us.
I headed over to my mate Ric. He was doing all the DJing/kareoke for us for free, bless him. But there was a problem with the sound system and it was atleast an hour before the music started. By this time, a lot more guests had arrived. That's when it really got going. Dancing. kareoke. Italian buffet including pizzas, pastas, breaded mushrooms, garlic bread, chicken strips, chips etc.
People were soon getting plastered. I made my birthday speech, got an extra surprise prezzie (tickets to go watch The Darkness), danced erotically with some of the girls.
I will just show off by saying I have some FIT girl mates.
There were sparklers, a cake, drunks hailing how much they loved me.
During YMCA, my hott mate Jo even grabbed my balls real hard and wouldn't let go; before I placed my head in her cleavage. The three other lads who starred in a Queen tribute sketch in a show last year did "I Want To Break Free" with me - complete with us ripping our shirts off at the end.
We got high off helium. Got drunk. It was just the best party I could've asked for. I even got a little pretend Oscar award for a gift. IT WAS MINT! A lot more happened, just struggling to remember, so I'll leave it there for now.
Oh, and Cookie Monster was there in spirit aswell. Good lad. You enjoy it?
Our car only wouldn't start, ofcourse!
So as my parents argued, me and my two mates who we were taking with us sat back and discussed (oddly enough) hair gel. The conversation soon lead elsewhere, though: girls, the night ahead, mobiles etc.
When the car did get going, we were finally on our way. It turned out to be a very lovely looking posh place. But it was very expensive at £2.75 a pint! We had the entire upstairs to ourselves; and as we arrived fashionably late, other people were already there waiting for us.
I headed over to my mate Ric. He was doing all the DJing/kareoke for us for free, bless him. But there was a problem with the sound system and it was atleast an hour before the music started. By this time, a lot more guests had arrived. That's when it really got going. Dancing. kareoke. Italian buffet including pizzas, pastas, breaded mushrooms, garlic bread, chicken strips, chips etc.
People were soon getting plastered. I made my birthday speech, got an extra surprise prezzie (tickets to go watch The Darkness), danced erotically with some of the girls.
I will just show off by saying I have some FIT girl mates.
There were sparklers, a cake, drunks hailing how much they loved me.
During YMCA, my hott mate Jo even grabbed my balls real hard and wouldn't let go; before I placed my head in her cleavage. The three other lads who starred in a Queen tribute sketch in a show last year did "I Want To Break Free" with me - complete with us ripping our shirts off at the end.
We got high off helium. Got drunk. It was just the best party I could've asked for. I even got a little pretend Oscar award for a gift. IT WAS MINT! A lot more happened, just struggling to remember, so I'll leave it there for now.
Oh, and Cookie Monster was there in spirit aswell. Good lad. You enjoy it?
blah blah blah.
that's all I see.
that's all I see.
That's because you're retarded. You keep at it though.
Oh yeah... got lovely bite-marks all over my neck!
Chad Niga wrote:
> That's because you're retarded. You keep at it though.
Thanks for the support.
I'm going to try and read it again.
:' }
> That's because you're retarded. You keep at it though.
Thanks for the support.
I'm going to try and read it again.
:' }
"FIT" is some kind of acronym, isn't it?
And Jo is a man.
And Jo is a man.
gaybys wrote:
> Chad Niga wrote:
> That's because you're retarded. You keep at it though.
>
> Thanks for the support.
> I'm going to try and read it again.
>
> :' }
Don't overdo it, those funny shapes are some kind of strange messages. If you look at them too long, they'll start going directly into your brain and doing who-knows-what.
> Chad Niga wrote:
> That's because you're retarded. You keep at it though.
>
> Thanks for the support.
> I'm going to try and read it again.
>
> :' }
Don't overdo it, those funny shapes are some kind of strange messages. If you look at them too long, they'll start going directly into your brain and doing who-knows-what.
The Hibernator wrote:
> People were soon getting plastered.
Alcohol is SO COOL!
> I made my birthday speech, got an
> extra surprise prezzie (tickets to go watch The Darkness)
hahaha. Whoever gave you those as a birthday present obviously hates you.
> drunks hailing how much they loved me.
ALCOHOL IS SO COOL!
> Queen tribute sketch in a show last year
> did "I Want To Break Free" with me - complete with us
> ripping our shirts off at the end.
Are you sure it wasn't Joe holding your balls?
> We got high off helium. Got drunk. It was just the best party I
> could've asked for.
ALCOHOL IS SO COOL!
> People were soon getting plastered.
Alcohol is SO COOL!
> I made my birthday speech, got an
> extra surprise prezzie (tickets to go watch The Darkness)
hahaha. Whoever gave you those as a birthday present obviously hates you.
> drunks hailing how much they loved me.
ALCOHOL IS SO COOL!
> Queen tribute sketch in a show last year
> did "I Want To Break Free" with me - complete with us
> ripping our shirts off at the end.
Are you sure it wasn't Joe holding your balls?
> We got high off helium. Got drunk. It was just the best party I
> could've asked for.
ALCOHOL IS SO COOL!
gaybys wrote:
> Chad Niga wrote:
> That's because you're retarded. You keep at it though.
>
> Thanks for the support.
> I'm going to try and read it again.
>
> :' }
Nice one.
> Chad Niga wrote:
> That's because you're retarded. You keep at it though.
>
> Thanks for the support.
> I'm going to try and read it again.
>
> :' }
Nice one.
FinalFantasyFanatic wrote:
> "FIT" is some kind of acronym, isn't it?
Fit meaning gorgeus.
> And Jo is a man.
Jo being a gorgeus girl.
> "FIT" is some kind of acronym, isn't it?
Fit meaning gorgeus.
> And Jo is a man.
Jo being a gorgeus girl.
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