The Rules

I saw this on ''Down To One's'' blog and he'd linked ''A Laugh Can Say A Thousand Words''.

Sounds Fun, So Here's The Rules:

•Leave me a comment requesting an interview.

•I will e-mail you five questions. I get to pick the questions.

•You then answer the questions on your blog.

•You should also post these rules along with an offer to interview anyone else who e-mails you wanting to be interviewed.

•Anyone who asks to be interviewed should be sent 5 questions to answer on their blog.

•It would be nice if the questions were individualized for each blogger.

The Guys Night In

*puts on some 'flight of the conchords' in the background to start this post*

So yeah, it was supposed to be a party. Not even supposed to be, but there was every intention of if being one, I invited enough people, there were a lot of delays in responses and i tried to work the date of the party around everyone else so i had high hopes of getting drunk with my friends but due to unforeseen circumstances it ended up being a guys night which to be honest ended up with hilarious consequences.... can i call them consequences in fact, i didn't do anything to make this happen, more like hilarious outcomes i guess... hell, it was a funny night.

So it started off with me Chris Frase and the new guy Bruce. so far what i knew of Bruce was that he was someone else in need of a drink. good enough for me, and he agreed to my 3 rules. 'What are your 3 rules Dave?' I hear you cry... well I'm glad you asked. 1. dont steal anything, 2. dont break anything and 3. dont puke if you can avoid it. - he agreed to all 3, as far as i was concerned, he was in for the drunken banter as much as anyone else.

Soon after euan called saying that his Sat Nav told him he was at my house.... silly sat nav, he was indeed at the right postcode, but still about a mile away. after about half an hour pof phone calls and driving we found Euan and safely got him to mine where the drinking finally began. music was put on, laughs were had (as was crisps and dip) youtube videos were watched (lips 2 da floor) and pendulum was put on while we played kings - note to all reading, never play the wikipedia rules for kings unless surrounded by hot girls!!!!! read them and you'll understand why! well, its a specific rule but still..... its one Ive never seen... and it never says when to stop this rule either which is what worries us, definitely not the rule for a lads nite!!

did you check?? i bet you did :p

so we all got pretty drunk and some absinthe was involved at some point when me and Frase remembered that we're goin to dress up as school kids for his bday in a few days, whats even funnier is that hes told others its a Mexican theme and others its a pirate theme..... this'll be one wicked party!! so we decided to get grass stains on our shirts by diving on the grass. im sure i thought i was cool and stuff at the time, but then the pain kicked in.... mostly when i winded myself.... or was it when we started tackling each other? well it couldn't have been as bad as when me and mark slapped each other for some unknown reason then Frase joined in..... Euan just stared blankly as we probably looked like the 3 stooges hitting each other. and it was all fun and games until a plant pot broke..... mums not to happy about that now, but i did re-plant it. what a clever little drunk boy i am :D

if only we'd stopped there, me and mark then thought that it'd be fun to start punching each other. we dont REALLY know why though. and we are both paying for it now. i think we must have presumed we were on jackass or something, but we didnt even record it to look back, we're actually just idiots... maybe next time we'll record it *sigh*

the highlight of my night has to be though discovering one thing about newcomer Bruce. no no, his last name is not Wayne, i was hoping for that too..... sadly i was wrong. it turns out that my ex from high school is his.... well his current i guess is the word. unfortunately me and my ex didnt leave things on the best of notes and i have this great ability to rip the piss outta her.... its just easy..... it probably makes me evil.... and it took all i had in me not to. this wasnt helped by the fact that Bruce was cool and that he kept saying how great high school ex was. as pointed out by a friend, people break up for reasons..... of all people, why tell me about her 'greatness'???

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa......nd rest.....

and remember kids, The Fresh Prince and Jazzy Jeff handshake will never go out of fashion......

Party de la Susie

Last night I had my second Susie house party experience. My first on was quite a while back where i made an impression as 'Dave The Legend' and as i was in a relationship at that time i got considerably drunk whilst watching a house full of people playing spin the bottle as i sat n the outside of the circle. We also played 'I Never' and the rest of the night .... well lets just say i dont really remember much of it!!

based on the last party however I'd define these social gatherings like a slightly more tame version of the promo for skins, the party you want to go to but dont want to throw and it was really easy for me to meet people too cos i only knew one person and i figured i was only there for a night. turns out it went pretty well though cos everyone i met last time actually seemed excited to see me this time.

With friendly hello's of 'Its Dave the Legend' and 'Hey, its that Dave Guy' I could see the night was going to be banterous to say the least. So Strongbow in one hand, drinking games on the go and drunken hilarity ensued. mostly in the form of trying to catch people out playing 'I Never', getting the gossip of who had kissed who and listening to music being played by a few people whos names kept escaping me - that aside, the music was good and entertaining and the company was good, not that i really remember what was being talked about overly.

More chat was had with the people i had met at the previous party about who certain people were and why one of them was following everyone about, Some said it was because she was young and impressionable - i found that the if you dont have anything nice to say dont say anything phrase quite fitting to this moment. Eventually however sleep was had, i had even been given a bed (which felt abnormally small compared to my double) but a bed nonetheless.

and as had occurred in my last trip to Susie's it was a case of wake up, hug, thanks, chuck out.


Gotta love those parties!

end note: quotes of the evening included 'theres some cork in my wine' and 'this drinks so strong it'll put testicles on your chest'

The Day That Was

It was actually, dare I say it? I think I dare....... fun!
Now i don't want to jinx it, the day is over but there are things still to continue from it (remembering enough to write about it for one) but it was actually the first 'guys night out' I can actually remember having that wasnt just me and frase.. not that they aren't awesome, but as far as a night out goes, the more the merrier i say. and merry we were!

at 99p a drink we werent exactly scoffing, the bearded one (not rob, he had recently had his monthly shave) was practically ecstatic and wished he had been told about strathclyde's glorious tuesday offer before now. so we drank and we played pool like real men do.... whilst taking ridiculous photos (see attached) and following the signs (see 'the Celestine prophecy or my blog entitled 'the rules of the signs') - rob was avoiding this particular part of the evening but he was providing enough banter for us to let it go this time.

about ten we left to depart to our club of the evening, with every intention of getting in but in all honesty, with no expectation. Thankfully we ran into a couple of random girls who persuaded us to go to another club as all drinks were 10p cheaper..... thats right, 10p.

we never left the union that night, between comments over my 'i found jesus: he was behind the sofa the whole time' tshirt, steve being trigger happy with the camera, frase being particularly smooth and rob getting his groove on...

we also caught up with the girls we met outside and their mates who it turned out were pretty cool and we had a good laugh with them too, i even met a guy i knew from first year at uni. so banter was had and new drunken acquaintances were made..... all that was needed for a night out really.

the night suddenly drew to a close at 2am (earlier than i had wanted but later than i had expected) and rob, having stayed about 5 hours more than he had intended made an understandable sharp exit, myself and my friends from fife kicked about and walked our new best drunken friends to best kebab, where they'll steal your money if they rekon your drunk enough.

i however was walking bare footed in my shoes as my socks were on someone elses feet, i think it went a bit like this:

'my feet hurt, i wish i had socks'

'my names dave, would you like my socks, i have shoes that are sensible and dont hurt my feet'

'really?'

'sure, they're just weighing me down anyways'

After 'best kebab' we got all the girls into a taxi and spent about an hour taking in the scenery by ways of stupid photos which seemed hilarious at the time, but as steve is leaving soon it had to be done.

all in all it was an amazing night, we met some new people, had a good laugh and there was good company to enjoy it all.

if i have another night out soon that matches this quality ill be a lucky man....