Dude I LOVE house parties.
It's so easy to pull chicks there.
Sadly the majority of house parties I went to were 'stoner' parties, where everyone sat in a corner dribbling.
But the few proper house parties I went to were great.
The last one, I didn't know a soul, so I stayed in the kitchen with some people, eating all the food and got really drunk.
Towards the end of the night this chick in a shiny silver dress walks out into the garden, through the kitchen.
My friend looks at me, smile and nods.
I take this (in my drunken state) to mean "That chick thinks you're hot", when in reality he meant 'this is really nice cake'.
So I march out into the garden after her, give her a hug from behind, saying she looked cold. She turns, I smile, we smoke her cigarette together, then make out.
She spends the rest of the evening with me, I get her number.
All good.
Of course when I called her a two days later she didn't answer or get back to me...but oh well.
