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Tuesday 6 May 2003

Possibly the greatest EED creation ever [am]

Once upon a time there was a party. It was Lotta and erm Lotta's tripover to London, as they do, from time to time. It's widelyconsidered, in a universe of some pretty good parties (because ourreactions may be shot but you'll have a *hell* of a job finding a clanwith a better aptitude to party) to have been possiblythe single greatest EED gathering evah. There's some pics in thesocial section which also includes http://www.electricdeath.com/images/promo/eed-group.jpgincluding my favourite ever component - aSkeeve dancing with a �300 bottle of champagne (well 9 to be exact inone bottle - the famed Methusalah). Also note the detritus ofchampagne all around. We managed to spend enough to have the lowerbar of the sadly missed Corney & Barrow declared a private party andhave a couple of sloanes thrown out of it who Lotta(m) had previouslybeen threatening to fight with his bad ass rat. Or as Lurks hasmentioned, this is how we remembered it once we were spending a clanweekend in Amsterdam. But that (including the self-mutilation, theriot, the cross-border infractions, break-up of relationships andpossibly the rudest piece of waiter consultation ever

9 comments:

  1. We had only been at the C&B (rip) for about 45 mins when they actually asked us did we want to declare it a private party, we'd already spent their minimum by that point. :-)

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  2. 'Fucktard' is a superb word. First person I ever heard use it was Mugwum, quite a long time ago; then again his mile-long strings of assorted swearwords have probably produced most possible combinations of such words by now. Somehow it's improved greatly by the addition of 'Colossal' in front of it. You colossal fucktard, you!

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  3. To be fair, it was Brit, Lurker and Amnesia who spent the required amount to get us that most wonderful basement, the rest of us just drank heartedly and dropped in the odd £20 or so :) Oh those were the days! Now we're all too bloody poor, what with fast bikes that eat money instead of fuel, babies that require more pampering than the Queen and a long queue at the dole office. Roll on .com-bubble #2.

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  4. Speak for yourself Jay, there were quite a few of us who spent well into three figures, it wasn't just those three.

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  5. Was the self-mutilation in Amsterdam the burning of the Beej with the Amnesia Spoon? Because if it was, that wasn't self-mutilation... THAT WAS FUCKING GBH!

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  6. Methinks the self-mutilation refers to the vomit-surfing injuries sustained by teh Lurker... now where's that photo...

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  7. I notice that the word Fucktard has been bought to this blog by the one man who has quite frankly be refered to as a fucktard more than any other in the last few weeks :-)

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  8. Have I fuck you fucktard. It's the all purpose bandying of fucktard that is so satisfying. And Beej I'm sorry I left out the assault - no I was in fact referring to Lurker's vomit-surf a.k.a. 'the face plant' or 'the face stand' which dear readers is where Lurks slipped on some vomit just having watched a 16 stone hooker do something inadvisable with a banana and very (and I mean very) nearly went into the river but in an unprecedented display of skillz managed to break his fall with his face.....

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  9. You fucking FUCKTARD.

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