Ben arrived at my house stupidly early to "set up" after I had cancelled the party numerous times due to bad weather, we fiddled about with a massive tent thing to put up incase it rained, however, we couldn't find the instructions. We went on a booze run to Asda, picked up Pier, and then when we arrived back in Tadworth, people were in my kitchen already. So the drinking began. Numerous people came, from all year groups, slowly but surely everything started to go wrong. First trauma for myself was going upstairs to my bathroom, past the "No Entry" signs, to find Phil Evans and Peter Wright taking a slash in my kitchen sink. I got so mad that Peter spent the entire night hiding from me underneath my trampoline. Yep, I got MAD. Second trauma, seeing Lauren Guyett and Phil Evans practically have sex on my garden picnic table. It wasnt the best sight. The fact that they didnt stop when we repeatedly shouted "EEUUURGHHHH" made it even funnier. Drinking games were played, neighbours complained, my sister fell in love with Pier (Must be a Best Family Trait), Pier fell in love with my sister, Guy got so paraletic the party had to be cut short, my garage door broke, Martyn Maskall lost his shoe, I got stressy.
Take some advice kids. Never throw a CCF party, we love the booze far too much. See you at Gen's everyone!
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