Daisy

Explainable Drinking Injuries

All day I have been trying to work out where the large purple bruising on my legs came from and why I was covered in deep scratchs.

Then a few minutes ago I had a sudden flash back to very late last night. I remembered two of my male friends picking up my best uni mate and I am depositing us into the next door neighbours garden in the middle of a drunken BBQ (specifically her drunken BBQ). As they had (naturally) then run away, and her neighbours were luckily on holiday we had a couple of cigarettes in their summer house and contemplated the prospect of climbing back over the fence. We decided it was impossible and so foolishly waited for the boys to come and save us.

...and we waited. Kind friends passed drinks to us, but we were beginning to feel like we might be missing something... Well, like we were missing everything actually.

Eventually we were so bored of being in the wrong party that we climbed aboard the beer express and managed to scale the fence, where upon we both fell straight into the middle of a rose bush. As it was a 1977 party and I was dressed as one of Elvis's angels naturally this meant that I accidently flashed my knickers at the entire party, at the exact moment that the naughty and overly-strong-when-pissed boys took a picture.*

So, at least that explains the cuts and bruises, I just hope my friend can think of a reason to explain to her neighbours why there are slightly battered fairy wings in their summer house.

The Year of the Grown Up (TM) certainly isn't progressing as planned.

 

*No, I am not going to post it here. Well, not unless the bribes are really good...

1.8.04 23:16