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... 'Twas about 15 years ago, when I was newly at university; a friend called Rave invited me round to his student-house to join him & his mates for a beer + chili (Saturday noon).
Chili was hot & beer was cool. More chili = more beer & so the afternoon went on. Eventually we went somewhere else (can't remember where!) and after several more beer-stops - the highlight of the evening being successfully bumming a couple of cigarettes from tramp - in exchange for the dregs of some really-revolting-at-the-best-of-times home-made wine...
And then somehow we ended up at some house party?!? Almost passed out, we were sitting on the floor wondering how we were going to continue our drinking - the time now was about 12 midnight... and we had arrived at the party without booze. Potential disaster :(
That is when inspiration struck and we found the punch-bucket! Like all good students too poor to afford a (big) bowl the traditional 'party-mixture' is concocted in a bucket! However we didn't have any glasses to hand and there was no physical way we were going to be able to find the kitchen (let alone walk that far and back) so we proceeded to drink the punch directly from the bucket. Ugh - but it did the job!
The evening (I am told) finished at about 2am... I awoke the next morning next to the girl giving the party. We were both naked and in her bed. At the time I had no idea as to what had happened and she was snoring too loudly to stand any chance of awaking so I decided to quietly wander home & sleep off the quickly-approaching hangover...
She found me (on campus) a couple of days later - ostensibly to return the sock that I hadn't been able to find! She agreed that it had been a great party - but was a bit surprised/disappointed that I had disappeared so quickly because (apparently) we'd had quite an interesting chat and although (apparently) it wasn't 'world-class' - it was "quite a pleasant" 'booze-bonk' afterwards....?!
The one thing she had found most amusing from the party - was that one of her room-mates said that she had seen a couple of "pissheads drinking out of the puke bucket that they'd brought in from the balcony". I made no comment and my (retching) stomach didn't give me away.
Oddly enough we actually dated for about a month after that... and everyone was dead jealous 'cos she was gorgeous & about 5 years older (& more experienced!!). I love beer :))
Signed Stuart
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