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Vikings, Mead, Cigars and sluts! And my little Douglas became a man. "Where were the sluts??!!" Douglas exclaimed at 5.30am. "we were promised SLUTS(in a Conan voice).
"Don't you lose repsect for ME!!"
(If i had a dollar for everytime I heard THAT!!)
While Shanny, Douglas and i were being SECRET VIKINGS, Dr Garth was patting his pussy, like the commo/pinko he was. It turns out his socialist leanings preventing him from drinking the sweet, sweet mead.
He was SO not a viking!!
Screen printing Bouncher!
Douglas maintained TOTAL composure until the very end when he SMASHED a glass defending Schepllep's innocents!
Cute dj played 2 johny Cash and then a pixies song. HOT!
I paid taxi fair twice out of two!
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MUSN'T forget the plant pashing..and Scotti pressed up against the sev's glass screaming "I just wanna send saucy texxxtssss"..the highlight of my night!
What was with those chest 'splosions 2 hottie?...I remember trying to be helpful but not really believing you...
The most whimsical jape, OF THE SEASON!
That post was quite articulate and lucid considering it was written at about 5.30 am with a belly full of booze and a half undressed doug next to me yelling at me "Don't you loose respect for me!!"
The cardiac arrest happened after we left Monty's and were walking down the street. I can't quite remember what it was that was so funny, but it was funny. So funny my angina decided to play up causing my normal heart process to be a painful chore.
What and Where was the plant pashing? I remember making out with Garth.
I remember us doing a hoedown jig around the table to BOTH Elvis and Johnny Cash! All pretensions of Monty's being a classy joint = DISSOLVED!
And the 7-11 incident. The guy there was probally sitting in the back watching us rub ourselves against the glass door ala Midnight Express (?) I desperatly needed that Vodafone credit!!
Were Monkey and Mattay awoken by our Viking-partying?
And also, earlier in the night. Before the glass was smashed and we were forced to drink mead.
How GOOD were my Gibsons????
The neighbours upstairs CARED NOT for the raucous nature of our MIGHTY CELEBRATIONS- I do indeed remember THAT MUCH!!
Monkey and Mattay slept the sleep of the RIGHTEOUS and the SOBRE!
30 doesn't seem so bad, now! GOOD SHOW!
Gold..I think I laffed spit onto your Mac Garthos...blame 2hottie for his hilarity!
I remember seeing you two making out and fondling each others man bits whilst Dougie and I stared in confusion as to how we hadn't seen this before..so natural, you two make the CUTEST saucy love..I'll finance the oil.
Judas Brutus (Dougie's version of the hair metal band on Garthie's tshirt) was pretty funny..not sure of Angina funny...poor hon'..you know you're having a good time if your heart gives out..sheesh top that!
Hoedown jig around the table was awesome, in a kind of worship the beer circle formation of shindigging and thigh slappin' goodness...
The secret vikings did well in keeping everyone else awake, except our esteemed guests..
What are your gibsons?..I'm sure they're good...but what issit?.. That the bit where you danced around like you were riding a pony?
The image of Holgate opening up WIDE and preparing to take the majesty of the Fraser beef bayonet will long be etched on my retina.
ODINSON NO LIKEE MAN LOVE!!
Gibsons were the martini's we had at the Party Proper.
A gibson is a martini with a cocktail onion instead of an olive.
And for the record, I only went to 1st base with Jones. No touching of man bits there. (I think??!!)
Douglas and i on the other hand.....
And Judas Brutus was hillarity at the time. I think. I think thats what gave me the stroke. Or maybe it reminded me of Life of Brian.
The knee slapping jig around the table WAS gold!!
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