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| Crystal_Eyes |
Tags: Southampton (SO)
Saturday Night of Win: The Lolocaust
Having the furthest to travel, Hels and Crystal arrived first on Friday night. Well, Hels did; Crystal got stuck in the most pointless & stupid traffic jam ever, and after taking 4+ hours to do a 30 minute journey, decided that the odds of making it to Southampton before Christmas 2010 that night were slim, so called it quits and got a train on Saturday morning instead. She arrived at about 2pm to learn that Hels and JJJ had spent the previous evening initiating Hels into the 'Children, And How Not To Make Them Cry' club (where after a promising start, her competitive nature took over during Buckaroo and she revelled in her repeated beating of the 3 toddlers by doing victory laps with her tshirt pulled over her head while shrieking "IN YOUR FACE, JJJ's kids!! Oh yes; WHO'S yer daddy!?!!!!!" and the like. She's a classy bird like that) and later on, indulged in "watered-down" (on account of the fact they drunk 3/4 of the bottle and went to bed allegedly "sober") vodka. Miss Hardy joined them shortly before 4pm, where the afternoon turned into a mad dash to get the kids ready to leave (after their traumatic evening with Competitive Hels, they were off for a 24 hour rest-and-relaxation recovery break courtesy of JJJ's parents), and for everyone to shower and sort the house before YodaDog and MarcusL arrived at 6pm. Oh, and there was the small matter of a very Jam On Orange cake which had been promised.... and it was fucking delicious. 
But, back to the night in question: So everyone showered and made-up, cake was baked, punch was made and the first batch tested... then re-tested... then tested just a little more... then finished and replaced with a brand NEW batch, all before Yoda and Marcus arrived bearing choccy advent calendars for all (kids included. See Hels, THAT is how not to make them cry...
) and more bacon than I've ever seen in my life in the same place, ready for the hangover-rolls in the morning, courtesy of Marcus (who, for those who don't know, does the most amazing breakfast baguettes in the world. Ever.). Shortly thereafter Dale did his usual trick of totally forgetting which house number he was supposed to be going to (despite having been here several times in the last year!) and lo! the entourage was complete!
The evening began gently, with party food and drink in the kitchen, and those who had not previously met getting to know each-other. Oh, and Dale and Miss Hardy flirting so hard that even the neighbours were groaning and clamouring "GET A FUCKING ROOM!" by nightfall. Oh, speaking of the neighbours, if JJJ manages to look any of them in the eyes again I'll be secretly incredibly impressed... suffice it to say that they've probably googled (among other things) 'wolf-bagging', 'felching', and 'space-docking' by now...
As the evening progressed and the alcohol disappeared, someone (looks pointedly at JJJ) decided that an arse-slapping contest was definitely the way forward. So, rules were drawn up, the camera was loaded, and the slaps began. JJJ, Helz, and Yoda versus Dale Cooper, Miss Hardy, and Marcus. Last one to wuss out wins... one dom did one slap on each arse, then the next dom, then the next. It's not quite as brutal as it sounds: there were cigarette breaks and everything! In the end it became apparent that the girls were being stubborn bastards and weren't going to back down until there was unconsciousness or death involved, and it was actually the doms who caved first and said "I'm not hitting that again, there's not a centimetre that isn't blood-blistered, badly bruised already, or red raw!" so they gracefully accepted a draw. Well, except Dale, who was quite happy to carry on in theory, but he had a hurty hand...
Then came Scene It, which was much much fun. Dom/mes against subs, which started off really badly as the two boys had apparently spent their entire lives watching films, whereas JJJ was vastly outnumbered by Helz and I who know nothing about films. However somehow we pulled it back and actually won (to cries of "Oh you had all the easy questions!" and other such 'good loser' speeches... bloody doms!), and Hels and I even learnt something! Like, erm, that Bing Crosby isn't black, and that Close Encounters of the Third Kind is something that everyone should have watched at least once by the time they're in their twenties...
And basically that's all I can remember - I'm sure other moments will return in due course! I'm still singing that Edwin Starr song...
Incredible weekend, incredible people, and we need to do another one! NAO!
xxxx
Edited Tue 2 Dec 08, 10:44 PM by Crystal_Eyes
| 23 Nov 08, 10:51 PM Miss_Hardy UK(E), 5 yrs  |
The Santa Clause............THE FUCKING SANTA CLAUSE. Men not listening = fail. And I so do not flirt!!!!, well only with the girls Never underestimate the stupidity of other people. | |
| 23 Nov 08, 10:53 PM electricfog UK, 7 yrs |
That sounded like a hell of a lot of fun - and I don't even LIKE human beings! Re: Buckaroo - it's good preparation for later life for small children to be totally and utterly beaten and wiped out at competetive games. It teaches them fair play and stiff upper lip and all that kind of stuff - and it gives the adult playing against them a jolly good boost, too. Brill party by the sound of it. | |
| 23 Nov 08, 10:58 PM Crystal_Eyes UK, 5 yrs  |
Mmmmm, flirting... and boobage-groping as I recall. Mmmm. <recalls moar>... Ha, just been reminded about the ITunes/IPod fiasco - over an HOUR trying to get the Ipod working on the PC before JJJ helpfully thought to mention that her speakers don't work anyway... ------------------------------------------ | |
| 23 Nov 08, 11:00 PM Hells_Bells UK(G), 6 yrs |
Point #1. I tried to lose, but failed. JJJ's kids should learn from their mistakes. I'm actually enriching their lives by teaching them the graciousness of losing to the best. Hilarious Part of the night #2435: Deciding that humous is made from the rectums of Greek homosexuals, and laughing until pain ensues. Watching Marcus walk in - stand about for a moment looking bemused, and deciding the best course of action was to leave. Domly Moment #32 (and surprisingly not from Dale) Marcus demonstrating a milder form of the pee-and-poo punch on both Crystal and I, and feeling very fucking odd after a knee-buckling, arm-tingly moment, but thankfully no involuntary soiling of selves. Probably-shouldn't-laugh-but-it's-really-funny-and- I-couldn't-help-it moment #934 Watching a certain Domme fall over. Twice. ETA: Proof that Dom/mes are bad losers #3423488284 Complaining to the sub sorority "You got fucking Trainspotting. That was a piece of fucking piss.", then moaning about it a bit more and more. Then more. And more. But not saying a word when posed with the question "Which actor starred in Trainspotting, The Full Monty and That Other Film That Robert Carlise Was In." I wear my heart on my sleeve and my pants on my head Edited 23 Nov 08, 11:08 PM by Hells_Bells | |
| 23 Nov 08, 11:08 PM mq1965 UK(DA), 8 yrs |
Yeah right. Like you and Dale don't spend half your lives flirting on the boards. And I don't even stalk either of you. (I'm only here because I'm stalking Crystal Eyes.) | |
| 23 Nov 08, 11:14 PM Miss_Hardy UK(E), 5 yrs |
If I weren't so damn lazy I'd get my shoes re-heeled Never underestimate the stupidity of other people. | |
| 23 Nov 08, 11:15 PM Crystal_Eyes UK, 5 yrs |
Or when they got the "Name the film that the songs 'chim chimeny chim chimeny chim chim cherroooo' and 'a spoonful of sugar' come from?" question... apparently that doesn't count as an 'easy one'...
------------------------------------------ Edited 24 Nov 08, 11:57 AM by Crystal_Eyes | |
| 23 Nov 08, 11:18 PM jukejointjezabel 5 yrs |
This weekend I has mostly managed to accumulate:
As yet, I have not found any of Crystal's dirty pants. Yoda and Marcus, may I suggest you check your bags?! I'm not sending any of your shit back to you so, I'm afraid, you'll just have to come back for another SNoW to collect it. Group hugs! JJJ x ETA: I should just add, please don't let small child repeating "Bogeys" over and over in a "Red Rum" fashion at the breakfast table put any of you off coming back again. Please.
Edited 23 Nov 08, 11:26 PM by jukejointjezabel | |
| 23 Nov 08, 11:19 PM Crystal_Eyes UK, 5 yrs |
It was awesome fun. I don't much like people, but for diamonds like these, I make an exception. ------------------------------------------ | |
| 23 Nov 08, 11:32 PM Crystal_Eyes UK, 5 yrs |
Those I DO need back... stupid tonsillitis! And I double-checked the house for pants after Marcus' revelation of my phantom pants... ------------------------------------------ Edited 24 Nov 08, 5:15 PM by Crystal_Eyes |
