Seven Minutes in Heaven (ie, The Makeout Party) 5/2

DJ Plan B

Enemy Combatant
#25
And for gods' sakes ladies, what ever you do... please do NOT make out with the DJ. But if you must, please be prepared for well over Seven Minutes in Heaven...
 
#26
Creepy comes with the centennial

Originally posted by delabarre
Sadly, having past that threshold of married AND 40 - I am forever relegated to: "Creepy" :nervous:
No way, man. Modern American adolescence has extended to well past 40 years of age. You're allowed to have youthful indiscretions up until you're 50 or so. It'll probably be even later by the time I start riding the midlife horse.

Though I certainly am a big fan of love, commitment, and stability, we as a society have agreed that everybody has the right to act like a kid well past the age when, for the first 9,900 years of human history, he'd have died already. Go to a make-out party! Do a kegstand! I just bought an X-Box game at Toys 'R Us in Christiana, Delaware last night. Stop by, hang out, we'll have some hot wings and talk about boobs and beer and our crazy friend P.J. who got arrested for pissing on a parking meter last night because he got sooooooooooo drunk at Mug Night at the Stone Balloon and it was awesome!!!!!! His wife is pretty mad.

-Neil

P.S. I am in the process of getting a business plan, IPO, and some venture capital together to incorporate myself, appoint a board of directors, and come up with a risk-managed plan to get Kate Spencer to swoon by the first quarter of 2004. That's right, Demblowski, watch out. You're the Slugworth to my Wonka.

P.P.S. PIT Parties Rock.
 
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#28
I'm going to get this thread notarized.

See how PIT parties make people cut to the chase even before they start? Attend, everyone. If my ass weren't firmly planted in Delaware for the next 4 weeks, I'd be there too, I promise. You lucky lucky bastards.

-Delavarius Subpoenn

Confidential to "K?t?": ;)
 

Brownstone Brat

Hates the LAX-JFK redeye
#29
Neil, by firmly planting your ass in Delaware next Friday you are doing a great disservice to the women of NYC!

What man could possibly take your place?
 
#32
I just bought some Binaca, people.

I also bought a Lionel Ritchie Album.

I will make Kate Spencer swoon in Neil Casey's absence.


Then I will throw up from too much tequila.
 
#33
I encourage everyone to make Kate Spencer swoon as much as possible before my triumphant Richard the Lionhearted style return to New York. Gotta play Monopoly before you can handle Wall St, after all.

The crusades are over, Loxley's got his girl, not long now.

Confidential to Brownstone Brat:
 

Dunford

Among Men, Dunford
#34
I have never been to a makeout party before.

Seriously. We never had things like that when I grew up an inner-city youth on the streets of the Bronx. We did, however, have Bloods. And Crips! And guess what? They don't like each other.

That may be irrelevant. I will make all the ladies swoon. And some* of the guys.

*Youngcat, mostly.
 

Brownstone Brat

Hates the LAX-JFK redeye
#35
Neil, I have no words.

Dunford...we never had makeout parties in Brooklyn, either. We just sat as a group on someone's stoop and passed around a 40 of Olde English in a wet paper bag while dragging on Newport Lights (but not really inhaling). But now's our chance to find out what we missed!
 

PairOfSox

Active Member
#36
I've never been to a makeout party either. I went to an all girls catholic school.

But i bet every guy on here wishes I did, and had stories to tell. You fucking pervs.
 

spacedani

whipping churl
#37
I'm going to bring a non-improvising, single, straight male. And maybe a non-straight one, too. Equal opportunities. You guys should all bring guys, too. thanks.
 
#38
We never had makeout parties, either -- or at least, I was never invited to 'em.

The only time I ever played "Spin the Bottle" was at an improv party in college when I was already dating someone.

:sigh: My youth was wasted on plays, video games and Monty Python.
 

delabarre

Pretty Pretty Pony
#39
I don't know... Monty Python?? I mean, ANYTHING that could make my Mother run screaming from the room: "HONESTLY!!" That's pretty cool in my book.
THEN - once OUT of the room... you pull out the bottle... eh? eh??

Violet? What are you doing with Demblowski's pants? Nevermind...I'd just as soon not know...
 
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