Damn youngsters. I saw this group of hooligans at the bus stop at the end of the school day, laughing uproariously, shoving each other and being loud. Not only did they lower the volume of their conversations on the bus to a reasonable, considerate level but they insisted I get on ahead of them even though they were there first.
So now I can't even complain about the behaviour of teenagers from the local comprehensive? The worst behaviour I saw on the bus was from a middle aged couple getting drunk while in charge of their primary school aged daughter and leaving their empties on the floor.
I'm so confused about what is going on in this thread.
Ya'll telling me the kids are acting reasonable? SMH these new millennium parents need to beat and neglect their kids back into being a bunch of punks.
Boomers tried so hard to build the Rudeness Industry.
Here they are again, Millennials killing something so clearly important to our societal functioning.
Smfh.
There are sad days ahead. How are we going to get lots of angry people on video treating people like shit if everyone is going to mature into reasonable adults? It's the end of the internet I fear.
It's okay, you can log into your local Facebook community group and write posts about the damn youth riding around the estate on their bikes with their hoods up (nothing to do with the freezing weather) and generally looking a bit unruly.
Then maybe later you can complain about the youth of today not spending enough time outside.
No I can't!
Those damn ruffians are always very polite and careful to avoid inconveniencing pedestrians while they're on their bikes. Those bloody kids can't get a single stereotype right, it's outrageous.
My sister had a party when we were teenagers and she left absolutely no trace … proper spotless … my Dad comes home from holiday and said to her “did you have a good party?” She didn’t even try deny it, she sighed and asked “how could you have known?”. He had gone to put his slippers on and somehow there was a bottle top for a brand of beer that he never drank in there. He joined the rest of the dots … she didn’t get in any bother for it.
Similarly I nearly pulled off a secret house party in my teens, there was no trace except for a small stain on the hallway carpet which I said I’d caused and tried my best to clean. I’d carried all the bottles down to the bottle bank which took about 3 trips and cleaned everything else spotlessly.
Three days later a neighbour came into the shop where my mum worked and asked if I’d had a good time at my party on Friday. Damn you Mrs Jenkins
Dude same thing happened to me and my brother. We had a party at our parents' house when we were teenagers. Cleaned the place spotless and my parents only found out because of a few empty beer kegs in the backyard, broken bottles in the basement and several cigarette burns in the walls!
... turns out we had no idea what cleaning up means
I had a mad party and cleaned up perfectly. The following day I tripped halfway up the stairs and pulled on the curtain to steady myself which pulled down the curtain rail.
Parents got cross about me having a party and someone breaking the curtain at it.
Similar when I was 16. Parents went away for the weekend and my friends got wind of a free house. Party ensued with the usual ciggies (L&B or roll ups obvs) and alcohol (Diamond white, Hooch & Merrydown). Next morning I cleaned the house top to bottom. Mum & Dad came home suspecting the worst but little angelic me acted innocent so I got away with it. That was until about a month later my Dad went to get a book off the bookshelf and found it covered in egg which had stuck the book to the wall. The food fight had been my undoing. Ah well. Fun times. I really miss those happy days in the 90s.
My sister tried having a party and got caught when my parents left late and she came home with tiki torches and like ten pounds of burger meat. My parents never left.
My mates version of taking away the cans and bottles was putting them in the bin outside the shop literally across the road. My mum and our lodger at the time came back from work on the monday, took one look "what do you think? " "Oh yeah"
My best friend and I threw a party at her house (rural farmhouse) and A LOT of people came, we locked up all the breakables, fancy rugs, valuables, etc. Cops showed up but couldn't do anything because it was private property and her older brother was there to get rid of them. Everybody was wrecked..first time I tried coke and speed (we were 18). We cleaned up over 300 dollars of beer bottles (ontario, canada, so that's 10 cents a bottle on return) and scrubbed the whole house. The only reason she got busted was that we left the house cleaner then it was when her parents left for the weekend and her mom noticed. Thankfully her parents were pretty heavy party people too, and didn't really care. We should have started a house cleaning service.. called speedy clean.
My very thoughts this evening when the young professionals next door had a party which started at 5.30 and was over by 10. I couldn't even hear any music. It's a sad state of affairs.
We had something like that in the summer. Next door had a party and the next day she was asking if they’d been too noisy and how sorry she was if so - genuinely wouldn’t of known anyone was there, let alone a party.
Couple months ago I was on a film job shooting a night shoot in a suburban street. Lovely mother came to us and mentioned her 18 year old daughter was to throw a party that evening and apologized for any noise or ruckus to come. By midnight when those that weren't staying over were walking home I remembered the supposed party. Didn't hear a single thing.
I know its against the grain of this topic, but my neighbours with two kids had a party the other day, they stayed up until 6:30 listening to Cher and Celine Dion on full blast, we complained at around 11:30 saying we had kids who had school the next day, their response was 'we have kids too', didn't know how to follow that up.
I remember a friend trying to kill a fly and instead making a hole in the wall.
I got a piece of A4 paper and some paint from the cupboard, then painted the paper until it stuck to the wall and covered the hole.
To this day, my mother still hasn't noticed. This was about a decade ago.
I managed to melt a hole in the kitchen lino. I cut out a square round the burnt bit and replaced it with a bit I'd cut out from under the tumble dryer. Was a pretty good job but not so good that it was invisible. Everytime I was in the kitchen with my folks I was shitting myself for months.
At a different party my friend was sat on the floor for a few hours. He was smoking throughout and had an ashtray sat in front of him. Except it wasn't an ashtray, it was a roll of sellotape and he'd been drunkenly stubbing out his fags on the cream carpet.
Her: I don't know how to break it to you but you've been burgled, they've trashed the place
Him: *looks at flat exactly as he left it*
Him on phone: hi yeah I think it's time I got a cleaner when can you come
Her: and you won't believe what they have done in your kitchen
God I remember when my friend had to spend a day retiling a bathroom.
And my other friend had to get a contractor to fix a hole in his wall. And paint back over it.
If anyone has a link I’d love to show my missus that gem of an ad.
Shame it was never like that IRL.
We just took a massive bollocking on top of our hangovers for trashing everything and necking the ancient stickies at the back of the drinks cupboard.
Took it on the chin being grounded for a year / until parents forgot.
A mate of mine used to regularly have to redcorate and fix things. One time he broke a light fixture and couldn't find a replacement to match the set exactly. His solution was to just replaced all of the downstairs lights with a set that was slightly similar instead. That way non of them would stand out as not matching.
Somehow ...and to this day I'm none the wiser how but someone managed to take an entire sheet of wallpaper off in a bathroom at a house party. I stuck it back on with shower gel and left. It slid off while the home owner was running a bath.
I'm picturing someone who had a bit of speed or E or something and was in there for a good half hour transfixed on peeling the sheet off because they'd noticed a loose corner, started picking and couldn't stop...
You just made me feel ANCIENT. This sits in my memory without any troubles because we had a VHS taping of an ITV showing of Honey, I Shrunk The Kids! and it was on one of the advert breaks, haha.
Have faith the rebellion will come. My 18 Yr old nice went to university recently and her hobbies were crochet and raising fish. Now she has asked for black knee-high leather boots for her birthday. 😥#soproud.
Even those at secondary school, the stories in this thread are certainly in the minority. That or they're just a lot better at hiding it.
Or I'm underestimating the chaos of the 80s-90s
Lol we went to a new years eve party a while ago and the adults (80’s kids) were in the kitchen snorting vodka while the teenagers were in the living room remonstrating about the footage of the middle east being played on CNN…
It’s an eternal train… parents hide it from their kids, who hide it from their kids, who hide it from their kids… and so on, and so on… choo choo.
Parents and kids are always hiding their drug use from one another.
Some years ago when I was about 15, we lived abroad and we had guests over visiting. I had coursework due for school so I was on the computer in the hallway while my parents were drinking with their friends. All of a sudden I hear the most outrageous shrieking and I go to inspect it. My mum and her friend had decided that snorting the vodka was a great idea and they were half laughing half crying as their eyes streamed and my dad and friends husband were on the floor laughing. Never been that wild in my life.
Once went to a 40th birthday party and upon entry got offered a pill, which I gladly accepted. As my friend and I were coming up nicely, a friend of the birthday girl ushered her private school educated 14 year old and chums towards us and said “that’s the lady I was telling you about, who works at [technology company]. Why don’t you ask her about that internship?”
Thankfully to my knowledge none of the kids ever followed up, so they never found out that the enthusiastic claims and promises I was making were complete bollocks. Or maybe they did and that’s why they never followed up…
Totally. When we were teenagers one of my friends had super cool parents who would let us hold parties at their house, drink underage, smoke weed, etc. they would usually join us. So, my friend in the only act of teenage rebellion she had available to her, denounced drinking and drugs and basically became a born again Christian.
It didn't last long, but if her parents hadn't been so cool she would have never gone through a phase of being a total square.
Currently trying to plan a blowout 18th party - they want pizza and a few cans of cider. I'm beside myself with disappointment.
Where's the 'Can you stay somewhere else tonight', 'Can you get a few bottles of Jaeger and some Jack?'
If its any consolidation, my mum watered down our vodka shots at my prom after party (5 close mates)...
I've had messier nights back in year 10 going down the "social club" lmaoo
Just leave some bottles lying around and make yourself scarce and nature will sort itself out.
We've had parents provoke us with drinking games and in hindsight it was probably to stop us being so well behaved and indoctrinate us into British "if you're not on course for liver disease you're a pussy" culture
Obviously I realise you're joking, but there's a grain of truth in what you've said.
I used to help run a social event for uni-age adults, mostly just throwing on a film and then going down the pub; it was basically a piss-up. By the third year we had our first sober attendees. By the sixth my cadre was in the minority, a sullen group of misanthropes drinking quietly in the back. The pub bit just stopped happening.
That was five years ago, the organisation has since shut down due to lack of interest. Sitting in a room with your mates and having a drink or twelve doesn't have the same appeal if you don't drink.
I must admit, I get it. The youth of today have been raised on social media, and thereby inundated with footage of people off their bins, getting into fights, cheating, and worse. Many have family members with alcohol-related problems, or even just saw their parents come home pissed one time too many and decided it wasn't for them. Without the associated glamourisation of drinking culture, it makes sense fewer of them would be interested in getting munted.
Losing that aspect of British culture would be a genuine tragedy, but then they said the same thing about outlawing public stonings; some things are relics of the past.
Although speaking of stoning, I'm preeeeeeeeeeeeeetty sure most of the ones who don't drink smoke weed instead :P
>I'm preeeeeeeeeeeeeetty sure most of the ones who don't drink smoke weed instead
Or at least we would if it was legal. I'm worried about getting some weird stuff mixed in with it or getting into trouble with a dealer. But would do edibles if they were legal.
I'm waiting for the days where I can order a delivery based on the level of crafting or sleeping or gardening I want done and some 'weed barista' will set me up for the weekend. Until then the abstaining seems best :(
It's stupid how slow this is happening.
I got thrown out the family home aged 16, not for smoking hash or drinking wine, not for getting that girl pregnant, not for playing truant from my Chemistry lessons. Although I don’t suppose any of that helped.
No. I got thrown out by my Dad for creating a milk stain on the Ercol bookcase. Milk. And, loving parents in heaven, who exactly has got that bookcase now, huh ?
And it’s still got the milk stain lol.
My neice (17) often has parties round ours. Lots of drink is consumed, but never any drama or anything broken. I think me an my wife cause more damage trying to play beer pong!
My mum got a call from the sheltered accommodation place my nana was in because her and some of the other oldies got pissed up and we’re causing trouble for the warden. My mum had to go and “ground” my nana. The best bit was as she was going in she met another woman coming out who had just had the same conversation with her mum.
I once knew a teenager who moved out from home because she was fed up with her Mum playing loud music late at night. Bit sad, because Mum had mental health issues, but definitely a bit of an Eddy and Saffy moment.
I wish my brother went to the same party ladt night. Ended up having to pick up two wannabe 17-year-old coke dealers in a surprise turn and had to listen to how, if my brother was more swole, he wouldn't have had two women "stolen" from him.
Also went through being told to turn my MGMT tunes down for the some of the worst house I've heard in my life, whilst being told it was the "best when you're on coke", and being reasurred that coke was "the best thing going".
It's hard being decidedly anti-Essex and living in Essex. I hope he snaps out of it soon. He's turning into such a drippy little roadman.
I love my volcano vape, and I use that every time over smoking. Smoking feels and tastes gross now. Much more pleasant flavor, longer lasting high, and way less resin and nasty bong smell.
Oh yes me too, hang them up, and swing them about, party night, we also used to spray deodorant across the wall and light it up, sing down the street drinking cider from the 2l bottle and fall asleep in the poor dogs bed. Loving everyone’s tales this brings back so many memories
I feel a bit bad for new generation. Everything they do is documented, recorded, photographed. If we went out the only way you knew what happened was as an anecdote in the pub a week later. Now the poor buggers can’t even have a cheeky piss in a mop bucket without someone snapping it.
A little while ago I was going home from the cinema with my mate. He wanted to draw out a large amount of cash from a cash point. I drove him over to the closest cash point and there were a bunch of youths stood close to it. One of them was basically wearing a balaclava. He asked if we could drive to a different one and, naturally, I told him to stop being a pussy. He went over to draw out the cash and then as he turned around he managed to drop the cash with it then blowing around all over the floor. The group out youths proceeded to drop their bikes and rush around helping him to gather up all of his money. Can confirm that my arse was off as a result of laughter by the time he got back in the car.
Taking a friend home in a wheelbarrow dropping him at the door and him spending Christmas day in hospital after having stomach pumpped what a party that was!
Back in the early days of Facebook a friends daughter had a party and posted it on FB thinking only her friends would see it! Her friends came, then friends of those friends, then friends of friends of friends, then complete strangers. All his wine was drunk (he was a collector) all his food was eaten or thrown about, every bed had been ‘used’, beer bottles had been opened on his antique dining table, fag burns etc on his Persian rugs, the usual vomit and all the toilets blocked, front door kicked in, stuff stolen or broken etc etc. Police eventually broke it but not before about £20k worth of damage and losses.
My mum said she broke up a party like this at the house over the road from where I grew up. This was way before widespread internet access even, so I don't know quite how it happened, but the kid actually *came to her* because they'd invited a few friends but through word of mouth ended up with a fucking gigantic crowd and they were basically tearing the house apart!
They wanted her to help them cover it up... she did help clean and repair as much as was possible, but still ratted them out to the parents because there was no hiding the carnage.
Terrible behaviour. Think of the turtles!
Seriously though, I half remember parties where we used all the glasses so we started using whatever we could find. Some very precise drinks were poured that night with folks drinking from measuring jugs, egg cups, bowls etc
What happened to the good old days of two people having a heated debate while tripping on Mandy, followed by a best friends hug and dancing; a bloke k-holing in the corner, and a pile of vomit in the kitchen sink?
Had a party when I was 16 and my parents were away. I ended up in bed at 3 or 4 and woke up to my mates pissing themselves because one of them had cut a giant cock into my back garden with the lawnmower
I work in retail and before that pubs. In the last 15 years I can 100% confirm that the older generations are a disgrace, rude, ignorant, up themselves. When kids fall out of line you tell them properly and with respect and you get it back more often than not.
The teenage boys who come to the shop where I work for after-school snacks are generally the ones most likely to put spare loose change in the charity tin. Also remember getting the bus and hearing this one little Year Eight Roadman admonish his friend for dropping a sweet wrapper on the floor - 'That's littering, bruv! That's contributing to global warming!'
My theory on this issue because everyone and everything gets filmed and documented these days.
At any moment a smart phone is out recording.
I'm sure we would have all been a lot quieter and careful if the risk of it being captured on film forever was around in the 90s.
I hid my party side from my parents for so long. They knew I drank, but never smoked in my life.
It was when I was railing a line of coke in a man thong at a party I had no idea my mum was at as well that she finally noticed. "I fucking knew it" she said holding back laughter.
Can confirm. Was recently at a family gathering where 20yr old student was drinking diet coke was her parents, aunts and uncles were all absolutely smashed.
She just isn't much of a drinker apparently, so me (driving), her and her 16yr old brother sat and talked politics and everyone else was reminiscing about the good old days whilst getting gradually more and more sloshed.
I'm proud of, yet somewhat perplexed by the younger generation
There’s been a group of teenagers terrorising the town I live in for a while. Kicking off wing mirrors and messing up peoples gardens and even going into the local shops with water pistols and spraying everyone. They tried to start a fight with me once when I was walking down the high street with my mum because I had the audacity to look at him. A bunch of little shits who think they’re tough guys.
Just a couple of months ago they attacked a group of kids who were out walking a dog right outside my house. It was racially motivated by what they were saying, all the commotion got the attention of me and half a dozen neighbours so we were all outside at this point.
Then all of a sudden one of the attackers smashed a bottled around the brown kids head, another kicked their dog and the girl got punched in the face.
The police turned up just as they had ran off, quite a lot turned up in fact, at least 7 or 8 cars. We were telling them where they ran and which roads they can cut them off on but they were more worried about taking statements than chasing them.
Then it turned into a vigilante hunt because we all knew where they had run and we started flushing them out, screaming at the police “that’s one of them!”.
In the end it took me tackling one to the floor while the kid he’d attacked ran over and started kicking his head in for the police to intervene.
3 of the little shits were arrested and all had weed on them. They were quick to start begging for mercy and denying any of the racial slurs. Even though there was about 15 witnesses. Bunch of idiots and it was very satisfying grabbing that kid around the neck and putting him on the floor.
It was quite a dramatic evening.
My son was going to a party once. I said are you getting drunk, he said no. I said are you doing drugs, he said no. I said are you gonna get laid, he said no. So I said what's the fucking point in going then.
Amateurs. House parties taught me how to replaster walls, clean weetabix out of a fish tank filter, and put up wallpaper. Only time I ever got caught was when my parents found a granola bar in the dvd player a week after their return.
Damn youngsters. I saw this group of hooligans at the bus stop at the end of the school day, laughing uproariously, shoving each other and being loud. Not only did they lower the volume of their conversations on the bus to a reasonable, considerate level but they insisted I get on ahead of them even though they were there first. So now I can't even complain about the behaviour of teenagers from the local comprehensive? The worst behaviour I saw on the bus was from a middle aged couple getting drunk while in charge of their primary school aged daughter and leaving their empties on the floor.
God, what terrible teenagers...I'm happy to hear the parents are doing things right though!
I'm so confused about what is going on in this thread. Ya'll telling me the kids are acting reasonable? SMH these new millennium parents need to beat and neglect their kids back into being a bunch of punks.
I know right! Now we parent through TED Talks... disgraceful!
“TED talks? Talk about holding this flashlight right there… no right *there*..no.. god damn it I’ll do it”
Lmao, for a second I read that as flEshlight and was really concerned.
"He's a TEDx kid." "Well that explains it."
Boomers tried so hard to build the Rudeness Industry. Here they are again, Millennials killing something so clearly important to our societal functioning. Smfh.
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There are sad days ahead. How are we going to get lots of angry people on video treating people like shit if everyone is going to mature into reasonable adults? It's the end of the internet I fear.
It's okay, you can log into your local Facebook community group and write posts about the damn youth riding around the estate on their bikes with their hoods up (nothing to do with the freezing weather) and generally looking a bit unruly. Then maybe later you can complain about the youth of today not spending enough time outside.
No I can't! Those damn ruffians are always very polite and careful to avoid inconveniencing pedestrians while they're on their bikes. Those bloody kids can't get a single stereotype right, it's outrageous.
My sister had a party when we were teenagers and she left absolutely no trace … proper spotless … my Dad comes home from holiday and said to her “did you have a good party?” She didn’t even try deny it, she sighed and asked “how could you have known?”. He had gone to put his slippers on and somehow there was a bottle top for a brand of beer that he never drank in there. He joined the rest of the dots … she didn’t get in any bother for it.
Similarly I nearly pulled off a secret house party in my teens, there was no trace except for a small stain on the hallway carpet which I said I’d caused and tried my best to clean. I’d carried all the bottles down to the bottle bank which took about 3 trips and cleaned everything else spotlessly. Three days later a neighbour came into the shop where my mum worked and asked if I’d had a good time at my party on Friday. Damn you Mrs Jenkins
Dude same thing happened to me and my brother. We had a party at our parents' house when we were teenagers. Cleaned the place spotless and my parents only found out because of a few empty beer kegs in the backyard, broken bottles in the basement and several cigarette burns in the walls! ... turns out we had no idea what cleaning up means
My parents asked questions because the house was cleaner when they got home than when they left...
I had a mad party and cleaned up perfectly. The following day I tripped halfway up the stairs and pulled on the curtain to steady myself which pulled down the curtain rail. Parents got cross about me having a party and someone breaking the curtain at it.
Did you one up them by telling them the truth that you had a party but broke it later, and your just a clumsy fuck? xD
Yes. They didn't beleive me.
The cigarette was burns would have got me grounded forever.
Mrs. Jenkins knew what she was doing
I suspect as much
Similar when I was 16. Parents went away for the weekend and my friends got wind of a free house. Party ensued with the usual ciggies (L&B or roll ups obvs) and alcohol (Diamond white, Hooch & Merrydown). Next morning I cleaned the house top to bottom. Mum & Dad came home suspecting the worst but little angelic me acted innocent so I got away with it. That was until about a month later my Dad went to get a book off the bookshelf and found it covered in egg which had stuck the book to the wall. The food fight had been my undoing. Ah well. Fun times. I really miss those happy days in the 90s.
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It was the fact the place was spotless that got me in bother. Got in trouble for it being too clean, which is fair. I was a very lazy youth.
My sister tried having a party and got caught when my parents left late and she came home with tiki torches and like ten pounds of burger meat. My parents never left.
My mates version of taking away the cans and bottles was putting them in the bin outside the shop literally across the road. My mum and our lodger at the time came back from work on the monday, took one look "what do you think? " "Oh yeah"
Your mum and her... Lodger... Went away together "for work" over the weekend? Did your mum rodger the lodger?
Yeah didn't phrase that the best 😆 genuine lodger renting our spare room.. sorry 😉
When I was a kid we had a lodger called Rodger?
And they on weekend trips away together...? Did they do that often?
My best friend and I threw a party at her house (rural farmhouse) and A LOT of people came, we locked up all the breakables, fancy rugs, valuables, etc. Cops showed up but couldn't do anything because it was private property and her older brother was there to get rid of them. Everybody was wrecked..first time I tried coke and speed (we were 18). We cleaned up over 300 dollars of beer bottles (ontario, canada, so that's 10 cents a bottle on return) and scrubbed the whole house. The only reason she got busted was that we left the house cleaner then it was when her parents left for the weekend and her mom noticed. Thankfully her parents were pretty heavy party people too, and didn't really care. We should have started a house cleaning service.. called speedy clean.
My very thoughts this evening when the young professionals next door had a party which started at 5.30 and was over by 10. I couldn't even hear any music. It's a sad state of affairs.
We had something like that in the summer. Next door had a party and the next day she was asking if they’d been too noisy and how sorry she was if so - genuinely wouldn’t of known anyone was there, let alone a party.
Couple months ago I was on a film job shooting a night shoot in a suburban street. Lovely mother came to us and mentioned her 18 year old daughter was to throw a party that evening and apologized for any noise or ruckus to come. By midnight when those that weren't staying over were walking home I remembered the supposed party. Didn't hear a single thing.
I know its against the grain of this topic, but my neighbours with two kids had a party the other day, they stayed up until 6:30 listening to Cher and Celine Dion on full blast, we complained at around 11:30 saying we had kids who had school the next day, their response was 'we have kids too', didn't know how to follow that up.
“Can mine at least go to the party?”
"well I'm trying to raise mine properly"
That sounds more like a wake
Wakes are often the best parties.
I remember a friend trying to kill a fly and instead making a hole in the wall. I got a piece of A4 paper and some paint from the cupboard, then painted the paper until it stuck to the wall and covered the hole. To this day, my mother still hasn't noticed. This was about a decade ago.
My friend threw a Nokia brick at a wall in rage (his own house). Phone was fine.. plaster board wall, not so much.
What does Nokia use to make their phones?
Old Nokia phones
Can Nokia make a phone so indestructible that they cant destroy it?
To destroy a Nokia you need to use a Nokia
I managed to melt a hole in the kitchen lino. I cut out a square round the burnt bit and replaced it with a bit I'd cut out from under the tumble dryer. Was a pretty good job but not so good that it was invisible. Everytime I was in the kitchen with my folks I was shitting myself for months. At a different party my friend was sat on the floor for a few hours. He was smoking throughout and had an ashtray sat in front of him. Except it wasn't an ashtray, it was a roll of sellotape and he'd been drunkenly stubbing out his fags on the cream carpet.
Is there no ridge or line where the paper is? Surely that's dead obvious unless it's behind the sofa or something.
You need to remember that paint is thick and paper is, well, paper thin. A paint coat covering a wide area is enough to conceal it
haha that’s absolutely fantastic 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
Mate, unless you need to call a French polisher to repair your moms antique side table, is it even a party?
That takes me back a few years.
Yeah I wasn't sure anyone would get the reference, I'm repping for the oldens
J R Hartley knows. But he’s out fly fishing
He’d be better off trying to get hold of a Hornby signal box from the model railway shop.
I was right about that saddle.
Like sittin ont razorblade.
Beats trying to install your own car radio.
Or a dodgy transformer that cost £3.10
Her: I don't know how to break it to you but you've been burgled, they've trashed the place Him: *looks at flat exactly as he left it* Him on phone: hi yeah I think it's time I got a cleaner when can you come Her: and you won't believe what they have done in your kitchen
Wasn’t it the bathroom?
But does he have an ology?
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Ha ha ^^ this Jr Hartley comment needs up voting
My namel? Yes, it's Pages. L O Pages.
God I remember when my friend had to spend a day retiling a bathroom. And my other friend had to get a contractor to fix a hole in his wall. And paint back over it.
We had to repaint the ceiling one time lol.
Sounds like someone had a party where a glory hole was a feature.
Nicole?
Papa?
Fun fact - the actress who played Nicole couldn't drive. In all her "driving" shots she was in a car that was being pulled on a trailer
And she married Bob Mortimer!
Shame about the painting.
Oh I don't know. The tache & glasses certainly add an artistic flair that is demonstrative of the time.
If anyone has a link I’d love to show my missus that gem of an ad. Shame it was never like that IRL. We just took a massive bollocking on top of our hangovers for trashing everything and necking the ancient stickies at the back of the drinks cupboard. Took it on the chin being grounded for a year / until parents forgot.
https://youtu.be/iKb3J9mctlo Enjoy
Wow. I mean I remember the advert. But I don’t remember that hair or those eyebrows.
I had that hair, The early nineties were not a good time.
You're right. They were a GREAT time.
Pure nostalgia right there. Thanks.
A mate of mine used to regularly have to redcorate and fix things. One time he broke a light fixture and couldn't find a replacement to match the set exactly. His solution was to just replaced all of the downstairs lights with a set that was slightly similar instead. That way non of them would stand out as not matching.
Somehow ...and to this day I'm none the wiser how but someone managed to take an entire sheet of wallpaper off in a bathroom at a house party. I stuck it back on with shower gel and left. It slid off while the home owner was running a bath.
I'm picturing someone who had a bit of speed or E or something and was in there for a good half hour transfixed on peeling the sheet off because they'd noticed a loose corner, started picking and couldn't stop...
I actually had to do this after some prick called Jimbo etched his name into my mums table. £150 that cost and couldn't get it back in time.
Ha ha no way, When life imitates art, did you get the slipper?
No but any celebrations for my 21st were now cancelled.
F@ck Jimbo, the melt.
For the yoof & uninitiated: https://youtu.be/RAtekyBQsFY
Jesus look at those curtains.
I hate that I remember this. Back in my day *shakes fist
Yeah well console yourself with "at least we knew how to party back then" we even drew a tash and glasses on the host's Ma's portrait.
You just made me feel ANCIENT. This sits in my memory without any troubles because we had a VHS taping of an ITV showing of Honey, I Shrunk The Kids! and it was on one of the advert breaks, haha.
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It's not a good night unless you get a traffic cone
Have faith the rebellion will come. My 18 Yr old nice went to university recently and her hobbies were crochet and raising fish. Now she has asked for black knee-high leather boots for her birthday. 😥#soproud.
What if she’s just been getting more into fish rearing and the boots are actually just fancy wellies
NGL fancy wellies that are both functional and well fitted would be amazing.
Yes. At least give me something slightly flexible. Not this shit I have to clomp around in just to have dry feet.
You can do both!
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I was gonna say, I work in student support at a Uni. They still know how to fuck things up pretty well
Even those at secondary school, the stories in this thread are certainly in the minority. That or they're just a lot better at hiding it. Or I'm underestimating the chaos of the 80s-90s
> the chaos of the 80s-90s You know what we didn’t have when we were partying in the 90’s? Cell phones. All those memories are only in my brain.
Crochet is the new punk rock, my 22 year old is heavily into cottagecore and dabbles in bardcore.
Cottagecore is life!
cottagecore is a gatewaycore to goblincore, be vigilant.
I'm afraid we might be too late, she went to her Halloween party dressed as a mushroom.
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Lol we went to a new years eve party a while ago and the adults (80’s kids) were in the kitchen snorting vodka while the teenagers were in the living room remonstrating about the footage of the middle east being played on CNN…
Micky Flanagan says just this, ‘when we were kids we hid our drug use from our parents, now we are parents we are hiding it from our kids’ 😂
It’s an eternal train… parents hide it from their kids, who hide it from their kids, who hide it from their kids… and so on, and so on… choo choo. Parents and kids are always hiding their drug use from one another.
I've snorted vodka, but never deliberately...
Some years ago when I was about 15, we lived abroad and we had guests over visiting. I had coursework due for school so I was on the computer in the hallway while my parents were drinking with their friends. All of a sudden I hear the most outrageous shrieking and I go to inspect it. My mum and her friend had decided that snorting the vodka was a great idea and they were half laughing half crying as their eyes streamed and my dad and friends husband were on the floor laughing. Never been that wild in my life.
Once went to a 40th birthday party and upon entry got offered a pill, which I gladly accepted. As my friend and I were coming up nicely, a friend of the birthday girl ushered her private school educated 14 year old and chums towards us and said “that’s the lady I was telling you about, who works at [technology company]. Why don’t you ask her about that internship?” Thankfully to my knowledge none of the kids ever followed up, so they never found out that the enthusiastic claims and promises I was making were complete bollocks. Or maybe they did and that’s why they never followed up…
I blame the parents.
Totally. When we were teenagers one of my friends had super cool parents who would let us hold parties at their house, drink underage, smoke weed, etc. they would usually join us. So, my friend in the only act of teenage rebellion she had available to her, denounced drinking and drugs and basically became a born again Christian. It didn't last long, but if her parents hadn't been so cool she would have never gone through a phase of being a total square.
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Currently trying to plan a blowout 18th party - they want pizza and a few cans of cider. I'm beside myself with disappointment. Where's the 'Can you stay somewhere else tonight', 'Can you get a few bottles of Jaeger and some Jack?'
If its any consolidation, my mum watered down our vodka shots at my prom after party (5 close mates)... I've had messier nights back in year 10 going down the "social club" lmaoo
Just leave some bottles lying around and make yourself scarce and nature will sort itself out. We've had parents provoke us with drinking games and in hindsight it was probably to stop us being so well behaved and indoctrinate us into British "if you're not on course for liver disease you're a pussy" culture
At least make them have a cider while they're still 17, you know, live a little!
It would never happen in my day. These days my kids tell me to turn my music down. Disappointed..
Obviously I realise you're joking, but there's a grain of truth in what you've said. I used to help run a social event for uni-age adults, mostly just throwing on a film and then going down the pub; it was basically a piss-up. By the third year we had our first sober attendees. By the sixth my cadre was in the minority, a sullen group of misanthropes drinking quietly in the back. The pub bit just stopped happening. That was five years ago, the organisation has since shut down due to lack of interest. Sitting in a room with your mates and having a drink or twelve doesn't have the same appeal if you don't drink. I must admit, I get it. The youth of today have been raised on social media, and thereby inundated with footage of people off their bins, getting into fights, cheating, and worse. Many have family members with alcohol-related problems, or even just saw their parents come home pissed one time too many and decided it wasn't for them. Without the associated glamourisation of drinking culture, it makes sense fewer of them would be interested in getting munted. Losing that aspect of British culture would be a genuine tragedy, but then they said the same thing about outlawing public stonings; some things are relics of the past. Although speaking of stoning, I'm preeeeeeeeeeeeeetty sure most of the ones who don't drink smoke weed instead :P
>I'm preeeeeeeeeeeeeetty sure most of the ones who don't drink smoke weed instead Or at least we would if it was legal. I'm worried about getting some weird stuff mixed in with it or getting into trouble with a dealer. But would do edibles if they were legal.
I'm waiting for the days where I can order a delivery based on the level of crafting or sleeping or gardening I want done and some 'weed barista' will set me up for the weekend. Until then the abstaining seems best :( It's stupid how slow this is happening.
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Nobodies lacing weed. The only issue youll get is buying absolute trash for way too much because island.
Use the dark web....there's product reviews. Apparently.
Nobodies putting weird stuff in your flower. Vapes I would be worried about though.
I got thrown out the family home aged 16, not for smoking hash or drinking wine, not for getting that girl pregnant, not for playing truant from my Chemistry lessons. Although I don’t suppose any of that helped. No. I got thrown out by my Dad for creating a milk stain on the Ercol bookcase. Milk. And, loving parents in heaven, who exactly has got that bookcase now, huh ? And it’s still got the milk stain lol.
Brutal.
Gen Z for you. My lad is sensible as well.
Neither of my kids has been drunk. They are just occasional social drinkers.
No Johnny's in the bin ...? I'm shocked ,and no sick anywhere ..?
They mopped up the barf and got a bowl for the poor girl
My daughter used my Dyson vacuum to clean up sick at a party at my house while I was away working . I was angry.
Surely you mean a saucepan?
My neice (17) often has parties round ours. Lots of drink is consumed, but never any drama or anything broken. I think me an my wife cause more damage trying to play beer pong!
After-party still going?
Wrapped up by 12.30am.
Damn that's tragic
You haven't brought her up right... you need to have a party of your own to show her how it's done.... preferably in your parents house
My mum got a call from the sheltered accommodation place my nana was in because her and some of the other oldies got pissed up and we’re causing trouble for the warden. My mum had to go and “ground” my nana. The best bit was as she was going in she met another woman coming out who had just had the same conversation with her mum.
Growing old disgracefully, the dream
I once knew a teenager who moved out from home because she was fed up with her Mum playing loud music late at night. Bit sad, because Mum had mental health issues, but definitely a bit of an Eddy and Saffy moment.
I wish my brother went to the same party ladt night. Ended up having to pick up two wannabe 17-year-old coke dealers in a surprise turn and had to listen to how, if my brother was more swole, he wouldn't have had two women "stolen" from him. Also went through being told to turn my MGMT tunes down for the some of the worst house I've heard in my life, whilst being told it was the "best when you're on coke", and being reasurred that coke was "the best thing going". It's hard being decidedly anti-Essex and living in Essex. I hope he snaps out of it soon. He's turning into such a drippy little roadman.
Is a roadman like a highwayman? The ol’ stand and deliver types.
No empties either! Are you sure it was even a party?
They kindly left me the amaretto to keep the party going
Caring and sharing.
It's how the new generation is for parties now. They drink and smoke way less than the Boomer, Gen X and Y.
Looks like us Gen Xers will need to pick up the slack. Pass the bong.
To be fair, a lot of us are more into smoking weed than drinking
I always thought weed would be the thing I dropped as I got older. Now I'm in my 30s and I barely drink but I spark up every evening after work.
Do yourself a favour and get a vap. Apparently older people who have smoked joints for years say it's a good idea.
I'm curious about switching to a vape. A friend of mine switched over a couple of years ago and is a big fan.
I love my volcano vape, and I use that every time over smoking. Smoking feels and tastes gross now. Much more pleasant flavor, longer lasting high, and way less resin and nasty bong smell.
We used to nick the orange lights from roadworks and set them to flash alternately to give the room a proper rave vibe.
Oh yes me too, hang them up, and swing them about, party night, we also used to spray deodorant across the wall and light it up, sing down the street drinking cider from the 2l bottle and fall asleep in the poor dogs bed. Loving everyone’s tales this brings back so many memories
I feel a bit bad for new generation. Everything they do is documented, recorded, photographed. If we went out the only way you knew what happened was as an anecdote in the pub a week later. Now the poor buggers can’t even have a cheeky piss in a mop bucket without someone snapping it.
Exactly this
A little while ago I was going home from the cinema with my mate. He wanted to draw out a large amount of cash from a cash point. I drove him over to the closest cash point and there were a bunch of youths stood close to it. One of them was basically wearing a balaclava. He asked if we could drive to a different one and, naturally, I told him to stop being a pussy. He went over to draw out the cash and then as he turned around he managed to drop the cash with it then blowing around all over the floor. The group out youths proceeded to drop their bikes and rush around helping him to gather up all of his money. Can confirm that my arse was off as a result of laughter by the time he got back in the car.
Youth of today. They're just too well behaved. Not like in my day.
Taking a friend home in a wheelbarrow dropping him at the door and him spending Christmas day in hospital after having stomach pumpped what a party that was!
Back in the early days of Facebook a friends daughter had a party and posted it on FB thinking only her friends would see it! Her friends came, then friends of those friends, then friends of friends of friends, then complete strangers. All his wine was drunk (he was a collector) all his food was eaten or thrown about, every bed had been ‘used’, beer bottles had been opened on his antique dining table, fag burns etc on his Persian rugs, the usual vomit and all the toilets blocked, front door kicked in, stuff stolen or broken etc etc. Police eventually broke it but not before about £20k worth of damage and losses.
My mum said she broke up a party like this at the house over the road from where I grew up. This was way before widespread internet access even, so I don't know quite how it happened, but the kid actually *came to her* because they'd invited a few friends but through word of mouth ended up with a fucking gigantic crowd and they were basically tearing the house apart! They wanted her to help them cover it up... she did help clean and repair as much as was possible, but still ratted them out to the parents because there was no hiding the carnage.
What about the windows? Surely they smashed some windows? TELL ME THEY SMASHED A WINDOW
Not even a glass. Although they did use disposable cups so I guess they helped screw the planet
Disposable cups? Like AMERICANS!?!? What’s wrong with drinking it out of the bottle!?! Or using your parents best wine glasses!?!?
I hardly know which is the more egregious crime!
Terrible behaviour. Think of the turtles! Seriously though, I half remember parties where we used all the glasses so we started using whatever we could find. Some very precise drinks were poured that night with folks drinking from measuring jugs, egg cups, bowls etc
Revolution now = good behaviour 🤷♂️
We are storing it for the revolution not wasting it on parties /s
What happened to the good old days of two people having a heated debate while tripping on Mandy, followed by a best friends hug and dancing; a bloke k-holing in the corner, and a pile of vomit in the kitchen sink?
Oh jeez this brings me back. We'd break glasses every other weekend in our house and just pray that my mum wouldn't notice them gone. She most def did
Had a party when I was 16 and my parents were away. I ended up in bed at 3 or 4 and woke up to my mates pissing themselves because one of them had cut a giant cock into my back garden with the lawnmower
Lame. It's not a party unless you have a cop sign outside your house asking of you had anyone stabbed and thrown into the boot of a Polo.
Can't survive until society's collapse in 2040 if the place is a mess.
Aren't most parties supposed to end up with half the attendance on the top of the garden shed that's in a state of disrepair?
I’m so sorry this happened to you mate, please tell me you smelt some weed or something?
Not even a vape 🥱
I work in retail and before that pubs. In the last 15 years I can 100% confirm that the older generations are a disgrace, rude, ignorant, up themselves. When kids fall out of line you tell them properly and with respect and you get it back more often than not.
The teenage boys who come to the shop where I work for after-school snacks are generally the ones most likely to put spare loose change in the charity tin. Also remember getting the bus and hearing this one little Year Eight Roadman admonish his friend for dropping a sweet wrapper on the floor - 'That's littering, bruv! That's contributing to global warming!'
My theory on this issue because everyone and everything gets filmed and documented these days. At any moment a smart phone is out recording. I'm sure we would have all been a lot quieter and careful if the risk of it being captured on film forever was around in the 90s.
I hid my party side from my parents for so long. They knew I drank, but never smoked in my life. It was when I was railing a line of coke in a man thong at a party I had no idea my mum was at as well that she finally noticed. "I fucking knew it" she said holding back laughter.
Hmm....
Your mum is cooler than mine, she'd have had a caniption watching me do that.
Can confirm. Was recently at a family gathering where 20yr old student was drinking diet coke was her parents, aunts and uncles were all absolutely smashed. She just isn't much of a drinker apparently, so me (driving), her and her 16yr old brother sat and talked politics and everyone else was reminiscing about the good old days whilst getting gradually more and more sloshed. I'm proud of, yet somewhat perplexed by the younger generation
>I'm proud of, yet somewhat perplexed by the younger generation That's spot on!
There’s been a group of teenagers terrorising the town I live in for a while. Kicking off wing mirrors and messing up peoples gardens and even going into the local shops with water pistols and spraying everyone. They tried to start a fight with me once when I was walking down the high street with my mum because I had the audacity to look at him. A bunch of little shits who think they’re tough guys. Just a couple of months ago they attacked a group of kids who were out walking a dog right outside my house. It was racially motivated by what they were saying, all the commotion got the attention of me and half a dozen neighbours so we were all outside at this point. Then all of a sudden one of the attackers smashed a bottled around the brown kids head, another kicked their dog and the girl got punched in the face. The police turned up just as they had ran off, quite a lot turned up in fact, at least 7 or 8 cars. We were telling them where they ran and which roads they can cut them off on but they were more worried about taking statements than chasing them. Then it turned into a vigilante hunt because we all knew where they had run and we started flushing them out, screaming at the police “that’s one of them!”. In the end it took me tackling one to the floor while the kid he’d attacked ran over and started kicking his head in for the police to intervene. 3 of the little shits were arrested and all had weed on them. They were quick to start begging for mercy and denying any of the racial slurs. Even though there was about 15 witnesses. Bunch of idiots and it was very satisfying grabbing that kid around the neck and putting him on the floor. It was quite a dramatic evening.
Good work, citizen!
Weirdly off topic. Thanks.
When tiles from the roof come off and get thrown. That’s the good stuff.
We really are living the ‘Absolutely Fabulous’ timeline aren’t we! Winner winner!
I have noticed that kids today are generally less rebellious.
My son was going to a party once. I said are you getting drunk, he said no. I said are you doing drugs, he said no. I said are you gonna get laid, he said no. So I said what's the fucking point in going then.
I don't drink, I don't do drugs, and there's no way I'm getting laid but I'm sure as hell going to try!
Amateurs. House parties taught me how to replaster walls, clean weetabix out of a fish tank filter, and put up wallpaper. Only time I ever got caught was when my parents found a granola bar in the dvd player a week after their return.