- Mon Jun 04, 2001 11:00 am
#116212
Well, it was my 20th birthday party on Friday, and it went a bit ike this:<P>A load of us started drinking in my room around 6pm - my favourite present was a cigarette lighter shaped like a cigarette, its v.cool. <P>By about 10pm I for some reason decided to put on my dinner suit, decaring that it was because I was special and the birthday boy (Has anyone seen the Southpark epsiode with just Terrance & Philipe in - "Not without my anus" when philipe suddenly announces "I'm going to put on a pirate costume" for no reason - I think I got the idea from that...)<P>I also had strapped around my wrist a "return to sender" tag with the college's address on, so got some funny looks when I whewn down o the beercellar to get another botle of vodka for us.<P>Then 3 of my Christian mates turned up after I drunkeny invited them. We tried to get them pissed, but they kept tasting the vodka I was putting in their coke, so they left - we were relieved, nothing as bad as being wasted with sober people..<P>By 2am, my best mate Stu had sh*gged his gf in my bedroom next door, & somehow lost his shirt down the toilet so I gave him my Hawaian shirt to wear for the rest of the evening, which he liked!!<P>Then his gf Lauren appeared from the toilets with several blown up condoms, as she said the party needed balloons!! By 4am Stu was so utterly wasted he was walking round college (in a Hawaian sirt!!) shouting "Witchie, witchie, where's whitchie?" (witchie's his nickname for his gf). It was quite sweet really. He then can up to my room with a handful of grass which, he told me in his drunken stupor, was my birthday present. We then all had a game of drunken croquet (which is a bloody good game) on the lawns at about 6am.<P>Then to bed. For the rest of the weekend.
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