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we went to magaluf.
it was full of townies.
my mate lost her virginity to a chav on the beach.
we went to Torquay because newquay is skanky. it was ace on toast. one evening we all got pissed and the girls ended up crying though. we didn't do anything particularly debauched but we did discover that drunken mini-golf is the funnest thing EVER.
we went camping on the moors.
I remember taking a lot of booze there and not having to bring any back.
I also remember some other things...
I don't remember anything else really.
Bournemouth for a week. We got drunk. My mate went down on a girl, and then walked back in to the house we'd hired with what can only be described as 'lady juice' all over his face, and proceeded to deny that he'd done anything sexual. He was a liar, and a dirty liar at that.
We walked naked around the backstreets of Christchurch. I lost my passport and all of my ID. We all bought policemen's helmets. My mate had to be physically thrown out of a club because he was still dancing on a podium even when the lights had gone up and everyone had left.
I stole a bottle of milk from a milkfloat, and I saw a 24-hour shop for the first time in my entire life. True story.
I'm still giggling at the site of his face, trying to strenuously deny that he'd done anything. Dirty, dirty boy, Lard.
to be a worse story, a red wings kind of deal. sometimes i'm glad to be disapointed
went to stay at my friend's dad's flat in bayswater. had never alcohol to this point, discovered that i didn't like beer so started on the whiskey instead. ended up drinking a charming beer/orange juice/cereal combination at about 2am while playing Rival Schools United By Fate on the PSX all night.
post a level I think a bunch of us went to reading festival and got very drunk, then had tent shenanigans with a scottish girl i knew from the internet (ooh, err)
i think i saw some bands...
And I never would. I hate British people abroad. I felt ashamed when I live din Cyprus. Argh it's all about shagging, getting drunk and skinny dipping.....how UNATTRACTIVE.
my old band went off on a National Tour, supporting Mystery Jets. the tour was about 40 days long, with 9 gigs, culmainating in a "triumpant" show at the Hope and Anchor, at which we were billed as "angular nu metal". we did get to fuck around in a van and take mushrooms tho. great dayz.
I interailed around Yew-Rop for a month. There were shenanigans, but not much funny-business.