have you ever...

[Zach]

Holy Crap.



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[anachronistic]

In the 7th or 8th grade my class had to do a group project. We had to devise a play or something related to some passage in the Bible (I was in Catholic school. The horror!) Anyway, groups were randomly assigned. Mine just so happened to contain the three hottest girls in the entire school along with my best bud and two other douche bags.

Anyway, we go to my bud's house to work on the project. His dad was a retired playboy and his basement was filled to the brim with porn and alcohol. More alcohol than I've ever seen in my life. Naturally we head into the basement and I turn on a porno because I'm an asshole. Then I encourage everyone to take shots of 300 year old cognac because, again, I am an asshole.

Anyway, short story is I got a bunch of 12 and 13 year old Catholic school kids drunk and horny. The girls were flashing their newly sprouted breasts and letting the boys slip dollar bills into their panties. We played spin the bottle and some other goofy kissing games. The day culminated in the laundry room, girls scissored around guys' waists, dry humping against the washer and dryer.

My proudest accomplishment.

300 year old cognac? You drank that? You know how much you could get for that???????

And they weren't drunk enough to allow you to **** them?

[Gribble]

No clue. But this guy had a lot of stuff like that. Basement is an understatement. This was the most awesome place on Earth. The walls were lined with knives, swords, and authentic WWII crap, mainly Nazi stuff. Hitler youth dagger, Snakeskin-handled Luger, a mauser rifle. Life-sized stand-up of Marilyn Monroe. Pictures of naked women everywhere. There was a lattice construction which took up one entire wall and held nothing but bottles of wine and liquor, many more of which were bottled in the 16 and 1700's.

Another cool story about this guy. When he passed away (he was in his seventies, married a woman twenty years younger), his posthumous wish was that his entire stock of alcohol be consumed during his funeral. I guess I was about 15 or 16 at the time. I went to the funeral to support my friend and got really and truly shitfaced for the first time in my life.

And did I mention the guy was a rocket scientist in his day, too? The dude was like my hero.

Anyway, ****ing wasn't on our minds back then. Not even my perverted mind. And we weren't totally hammered. Just buzzed enough to throw caution to the wind.
EDIT: Actually, ****ing was very much on our minds, but actually going through with it? Not a chance in hell.

Sorry for derailing the thread. That mention of spin the bottle caused some awesome memories to resurface.

[anachronistic]

No clue. But this guy had a lot of stuff like that. Basement is an understatement. This was the most awesome place on Earth. The walls were lined with knives, swords, and authentic WWII crap, mainly Nazi stuff. Hitler youth dagger, Snakeskin-handled Luger, a mauser rifle. Life-sized stand-up of Marilyn Monroe. Pictures of naked women everywhere. There was a lattice construction which took up one entire wall and held nothing but bottles of wine and liquor, many more of which were bottled in the 16 and 1700's.

Another cool story about this guy. When he passed away (he was in his seventies, married a woman twenty years younger), his posthumous wish was that his entire stock of alcohol be consumed during his funeral. I guess I was about 15 or 16 at the time. I went to the funeral to support my friend and got really and truly shitfaced for the first time in my life.

And did I mention the guy was a rocket scientist in his day, too? The dude was like my hero.

Anyway, ****ing wasn't on our minds back then. Not even my perverted mind. And we weren't totally hammered. Just buzzed enough to throw caution to the wind.
EDIT: Actually, ****ing was very much on our minds, but actually going through with it? Not a chance in hell.

Sorry for derailing the thread. That mention of spin the bottle caused some awesome memories to resurface.

Don't worry about derailing the thread. It is old anyways.

That is sweet with all the WWII artifacts and stuff. Ancient alcohol does sell for very high, just in case you didn't know. You make it sound like he had like $50,000 with of stuff in his basement! That's the kind of shit to collect.

Sounds like the guy who owned it was in WWII or something?

I wish teens today were a little more mature.. I mean, we don't even need alcohol to live down sex at this young age.

[The Great OV!!!]

Holy Crap.

LoL, you believed that?

[Gribble]

Yeah, he fought in WWII. He was Estonian, so he fought alongside the Nazis to free his country from Russia. He lost his leg during the war, too.

Believe it or not, OV. Actually... I probably wouldn't believe it either, so I don't blame you.

[clynn]

I played spin the bottle, at my first boy-girl parties, when I was about 11, 12.


Good story, Gribble!

I bet they all enjoy that memory!

Were there any odd-boys (or girls) left out?

[General Mac®]

Now that you said, i want to RANDOMLY take part in the ritual of tongue introduction

[Converse]

Yep loads of times at clubs not any more as I'm taken. :]

[Gigabitch]

I've never played spin the bottle with anyone I really wanted to make out with, just guys I was kinda "Meh..." about.

So the kissing was meh.

I did, however, walk up and kiss a guy named Serge in a bar in Hawaii once, just because I felt like it. I barely knew him, and nothing came of it, but I haven't forgotten it, either.

[Converse]

Played spin the bottle for a laugh at house parties.

[DarkDwarf]

Didcha get an A on the project?

[Converse]

Hey hey Zath, nice sig!

[DarkDwarf]

Do I get that title cause I had the same avatar that he did?

[cool it]

hello i am Alex