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How was YOUR Prom? (pg. 2)
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| karim |
I had sex with 2 girls at the same time........
Just kidding............
More like an hour apart.
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Karim |
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| VERTiG0 |
| quote: | Originally posted by karim
I had sex with 2 girls at the same time........
Just kidding............
More like an hour apart.
:)
Karim |
I bet you didn't even wash up in between. That's filthy.
Well done! :haha: |
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| rabbitjoker |
| quote: | Originally posted by karim
I had sex with 2 girls at the same time........ |
Right after I had already finished with them!!!
ewww.. sloppy seconds... ;)
Seriously though - do you have any other interesting information to recount from the event? :rolleyes: |
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| Sly_Guy |
mine was great, but with the history at my old highschool, the festivities extend far beyond just the prom night.
My particular graduating class was pretty savage. We drank lots, smoked even more. And to combat the inevitable drunkeness and problematic behaviour associated, Mr. Penishead, our principal, decided he needed to put our formal on the day of the farewell assembly. The day of our farewell assembly was traditionally preceeded by a night where the grads would sleep in the senior courtyard at our school and drink themselves stupid. Followed by tequila sunrise, and then the assembly. But Mr Penishead underestimated the hardcoreness of the graduating class, and we went ahead with our sleepover and tequila sunrise anyway. [Refer to the 'guys who piss themselves' thread for one of the more notable occasions of the sleepover] Anyway, I smoked quite my share of weed that night and drank quite a bit of vodka heading into the assembly, where our student council president, who was drunk, [and failing virtually every subject in his final year of high school, before doing the 'victory lap' in 2002], gave quite an interesting speech, where a stunt, which will go down as the greatest moment in humberside school's history happened. A guy from my english class, had quite the little setup for his prank, and stood to profit somewhere in the neighbourhood of $100 from his friends for doing it. You have to understand, this guy was LARGE. He stripped on one side of the hallway leading backstage, put on a jason mask and streaked the stage full of all kinds of alumni and dignitaries, only to run to the opposite hallway, to have a pair of underwear waiting for him, continued to run outside into the courtyard, into a waiting car to be driven off and get changed. The plan worked so flawlessly that the school was baffled for the weeks following as to who the streaker was.
Anyway, the formal itself was meh,but the afterparty I went to, my friends had all bought random liquors, and since I had just finished bartending school had challenged me to come up with all kinds of drinks for them all night long. Anyway, during my drunken stupor that night, I had threatened almost everyone with cosequences if they passed out early. The first guy to fall asleep, I took his razor and shaved off one of his eyebrows. Sun comes up, and me still drinking, decide I don't like my chances of dealing with him in the morning, run out of the hotel we were staying at, and get into a cab to go home. Open the door only to find my face in the way and subsequently fall onto the street. Arrive home to get 2 hours of sleep before the next afterparty.
The next party proved the most savage of them all, as 3 people in our graduating class all had cottages within a 15 mins driving radius, so about half our graduating class went north on the sweetest possible weekend. Anyway, the cottage I stayed at was my drinking mentor's. These guys drank more than I'd ever seen in my life and up to that point in my life I always did my best to keep up with them. Their cottage was away from the beach and in a very secluded area, which made their pad ideal for large out of control parties. But another cottage insisted on holding the jam, so we went over there. On my menu for the night was a 24 of coronas, with pre-cut limes [as to avoid using sharp stabby objects while more drunk than I'd ever been in my life]. Anyway, 16 beers later, the party at this cottage is dying down, but myself and many others are still going strong. So my drinking mentors and I all suggest the idea of heading back to their cottage to continue the party. It just so happened that all the best looking girls in our grade were the ones still going strong and they all agreed to go. So we all jump in an oversized van and a short booze cruise later, we're back at the cottage. At 4:30, we decide to fire up the bbq for sausages and some garlic bread, and spread the wealth to the lovely ladies in attendance. It's at this point, I go into the fridge, to look for some beer, but fall over in the process. I then attempt to breakdance, with comical results, earning a few more drinks in the process. One of the mentors passes out at about 5:30, after 16 beers himself, and we get three girls to straddle him trying to wake him up, but he's done. So we resort to the super soaker up the nose....but to no avail. Anyways, after completing the beer wall [you'd put all your empties on the rail of the front deck, which we filled], the party begins to wind down, but I'm still drinking. Running out of all 24 of my coronas didn't stop me, as many had passed out and left theirs undefended. But one of the rare guys at this party had passed out on my couch, and although I had no intention of using it, around sunrise, I filled his ears with some more super soaker spray, then proceeded down to the beach to watch sunrise. I was found at about 9am, face down in the sand by one of my drinking mentors, by virtue of the agressively coloured hawaiian shirt I was wearing. The next couple nights didn't measure up, but they were gorgeous cottage days and a good time was had by all.
So in summery, Prom sucks, but the parties surrounding it are savage.
PS - This weekend was the weekend I attained the status of 'hardcore' from my drinking mentors. And just so you get a sense of scale to this story, I've shortened it by about 65% from the first time I wrote it in e-mail form. Best weekend of my life. |
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| DJ El Kay Dee |
| ours sucked royally but to all my other highschool friends i was with, it was teh best time of their lives....i made the best of it tho, had my share of fun...but that night was jsut another night for me.... |
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| karim |
| quote: | Originally posted by rabbitjoker
Seriously though - do you have any other interesting information to recount from the event? :rolleyes: |
Yeah, it was your mom and your sister.
Note/Edit: I actually did not have sex with 2 girls. I was with my girlfriend at the time and it was a pretty serious relationship.
(Yes, she's short, and yes, I'm rediculously tall)
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Karim |
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| Playa24_7 |
had no one to go with, didnt really care that much, so i drove around blasting music then checked out an after party
not good! lol |
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| Jem_hadar |
| quote: | Originally posted by karim
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<333333333333 that pic! Short girls RULE!! :) |
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| Jem_hadar |
| quote: | Originally posted by Playa24_7
had no one to go with, didnt really care that much, so i drove around blasting music then checked out an after party
not good! lol |
I never went to mine. I had just broken up with my ex a month before and really didn't feel like promming it up.
I just chilled around at home, then met up with everyone at a killer after-prom party. OH . Those are good times!!
Im with everyone that says the after- and before-parties are better and KEY! (Although, if I'd still be with Jessica and gone to prom with her, my opinion may be a little different :D).
-jem- |
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| Stingray |
Didnt go
Friends didnt go
Heard it sucked
Dont regret it |
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| mindspin |
karim.....that girl is like half your size...hahahah....dancing must have been a little awkward...
as for my prom....the prom itself is a blur....far far far toooo much too drink on the limo ride there....plus the mickey in the jacket pocket scam.....needless to say....juiced....
as for the after party....got broken up by the niagara falls swat team....they were scaling the sides of the hotel like some governator action movie....nothing like a swat team and a few hundred drunken teenagers.... |
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| Ziggy |
I'll never forget mine, everyone were jelous of how hot my date was and that we won the best outfit awards!
After the prom, I got high with my friend Rupinder!
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