I awakened in a bed next to Bobby Griffbag. "So it happened, again?" said I. "Yep". Picked myself up grabbed my shoes and headed down stairs. This is the bit where I piece it all together.
The phone rang again. "You going to that party?".
"I heard about it. Sounds shit and I kind of got other plans"
"oh come be fun."
"ok for a little while then."
So got Dazza then went to the party on the hill. Soon as we got to the hill we could tell which one was the party. Parked the car and walked over to the house. Screaming and shouting everywhere we bundled through the door. Drunken teens everywhere. It was a sea of cliches. Long side parted hair, ear tunnels, tight black shirts and worn blue jeans. Boring, this is going to be a substandard party.
Luke was in the garden , but we had to avoid seeing some guy, cause I had mutilated his house bit. So went back out the front door and through the gate to the garden. Once in the garden, the party host announced that the party was over. Some girl had been bottled round the face. So Dazza poached some beer and we were off, to the orignal party that I had planned.
We was now at Jambos party and we had bought a few friends with us. Champagne time I feel. Dazza had been wonderful and supplied me with the good stuff. Whiskey, white wine, red wine, champagne and beer. I love champagne. Soon as it touches my tongue, it makes me feel charged.
My plan tonight was to get liqoured up. And by god had I achieved it now. I was in the bathroom with a young brunette, who I had apparently been with before.
"Your tongues cold. Last time I kissed you it was"
" No its not. I'll prove it. "
At it again. If only I could take you through this story more clearly. After a while, I was done with this lady of pleasure. I went downstairs and headed into a another room.
"Dan take off your clothes and me and lexie will have a threesome with you."
Off came the shirt. Then I paused. Thought wait a second. Then after thinking, I realised my trousers were off . She had continued to take off the rest of my clothes.
Off I ran through the house. Just in my underwear. I polished off a bottle of wine and fell up the stairs.
I awakened in a bed next to Bobby Griffbag.
Monday, 19 February 2007
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