Sunday Evening...

Lucy: Wooo - happy Sunday evening girlies. What would you like to discuss?
Anna:Where is the weirdest place you have vomited?
Jen: In the middle of the dancefloor whilst lying on my back. Niiiiiiiiice
Lucy: I don't know...mostly the pubs and clubs of Mile End, and the house of people I don't know. Mine's not very interesting - I reckon Sarah and Anna will have more interesting ones.
Sarah:At about 5000m up Mount Kilimanjaro and in the toilet of my warrant officers house.... youve seen the pics! v v v embarrasing!!!!!
Anna: I think Sarah wins but mine is fairly funny. Loads of us went camping when we were 15 and ended up drinking a lot of vodka obviously none of our adolescent bellys could take it and we all ended up throwing up next to the same tree. mmmm group puking nice!
(Matt asks his imaginary dwarf friend - there's some competition because Anna thinks she's the leprechaun with scary voice)
Lucy: Ok, another topic. Who's your favourite imaginary friend, Jen?
Jen: The ones in my head who tell me who to kill.
Anna: I don't have a bloody imaginary friend.
Sarah: Can I have Mr Blobby? Does he count?
Jen: He isn't imaginary. He's real.
Anna: Mr Blobby is fucking weird.
Matt: Can I have an olive?
Jen: A what?
Matt: An olive.
Jen: Yeah...only if you eat it sexily for my amusement.
(Jen thinks of a topic)
Jen can't think of topic so this is the end. Bye bye.