Post-Apartylyptic Scenes or The Morning After the Party Before

[whotheheckami]

But before I go on I’d like to recount a few more images from the party:
the_mendicant in her unfeasibly short skirt – I think this set more than a few pulses racing didn’t it the_magician? :@D
The look on the faces of some friends from the village when they realised that this wasn’t the normal sort of party that is held in the village – they took to it like ducks to water!
A snog with Betty-Anne being interrupted by what seemed like half the party on their way to the loo!
Seeing daemongirl with an ever-changing array of glasses in her hand – it all went downhill when she was introduced to the Dooleys! It was soon after that, that she fell off the sofa!

But most of all

Mendi, for rushing around throughout the evening to make the party perfect for me and hardly having time to stop (she missed a lot of snogs because of that!) – Thank you my love


Life begins at forty, but a feeling of undeath begins at 06:30 in the morning when the ‘Wrong Person’ decides he wants to cuddle up to someone! The situation soon calmed down and I found myself giggling along with my friends. kissycat1000 seems to think I was giving her a head massage, but I’d only just got my fingers trapped in her verdant curls! We all dozed off for a little bit longer, but the kitchen was calling to me and I stumbled out of bed and fought my way through the general detritus into the kitchen. Boy was it a mess, and this was despite Mendi working all evening to feed stuff into the dishwasher. (I feel that a moment’s prayer is in order for our dishwasher and for the inventor of the dishwasher)

I had managed to establish a reasonable beachhead of order in the kitchen before other ambulatory corpses in search of caffeine, sugar and analgesics joined me. Mendi and I were well prepared and were able to cope with most requests. All this activity left us feeling exhausted and we collapsed onto the airbeds in a lovely cuddle heap – the only way to cope with a hangover. This lovely time came to an end when Jen (sigh), Chrissy (sigh) and friends who had been staying at Kanga’s returned and the party restarted. Top of the list of things to do was packing the airbeds away – this resulted in some Hot Girl on Girl Action as kissycat1000 and florence90 wriggled and giggled their way across 4 deflating airbeds. I’m not sure if they were aware how large and attentive an audience they attracted ;@) I should have taken time to cool off after all that, but instead I marshalled by troops and we all pulled together in an increasingly hot kitchen to produce brunch for 15.

This included:
Scrambling 18 eggs with cream (damn I forgot the chives)
The very best bacon and sausagse from Mendi’s work
Grilled organic tomatoes
Baked beans with garlic and Afghani Garlic Leaf
American pancakes made by Alexi and Kanga
Loads of OJ and bread

Some people decided that it was time to go after they had full stomachs for their journey’s home, but others decided that the bright sunshine was irresistible and another cuddle pile developed on the lawn. This one was fuelled by lashings of Black Velvet (and I took sneerpout’s virginity!!!). At some point daemongirl took it upon herself to insert foam into all of Tobes’ orifices (orifici?) None of us are sure why she did it, least of all Tobes who didn’t seem to notice. Once the sun had left the garden the last few guest left and Mendi and I continued with Operation Clear-up. However, two guests seemed to have forgotten to leave and we had a pleasant evening watching trashy TV with squaddie and sneerpout.

I suppose you’d call that the end of the party, because Monday came and I found myself suffering from a case of the post-party blues, but with a great set of memories…roll on 50!

Comments

[uberredfraggle.livejournal.com]

i deny it all, i was not looking up mendi's skirt with kissycat1000. i did not hand daemongirl her 1st glass of dooleys. i was not rolling around on airbeds with my very sexy girlfriend knowing full well we had a captive audience. it's all lies you can't prove any of it!

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[whotheheckami.livejournal.com]

Good try, but I think trying to say that it was not you at the party but your wayward clone would have been more plausible

PS We have photos
*grins*

[daemongirl.livejournal.com]

i likes dooleys......
in other news, i finish school at 11.45 tomorrow. YAAAY!
greatness.
p.s
how many natural blondes who dyed their hair black does it take to put up a bunk bed?
will tell you the answer later...... if i haven't been squashed.

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[whotheheckami.livejournal.com]

Just so long as it doesn't squik you!

I'm sure I can give you a hand with the bunkbed over the weekend if it defeats you!