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Best time EVER out?

March 19 2018

Im sure we all like to get out, unwind after a week of crap. Maybe you're fortunate and get out mid week.But what the BEST time that you can recall that where you just didn't want the night to end. For me it was in Sydney , a sleepy little hollow called Erskinville, just near Newtown.We wandered into a place called the Imperial hotel. As soon as we walked in , it was like walking into the "Blue Oyster" that you see in the Police academy movies. ( ok not really )No shit, it was the BEST friggen damn night of our lives. A production that would rival anything spielberg could put together, was running.Fun, laughter, taking the piss out of each other. No hassles at all.Sure, we went home broke. These guys drink from the top shelf. but i'd do it all again in a heart beatHow long have you fuckers been keeping that joint a secret for?

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RHP User

8 years ago

Out of the closet and told everyone I identify myself as a lesbian. Best thing I have ever done!!!

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EarthQueen

8 years ago

My hens night. We ate some little bits of paper and from then on it was mayhem. Remember belly dancing and doing somersaults, dancing in a nightclub with a man in full pharaoh costume and then seeing the sun come up down in Coogee after saving my friend from arguement with a Maori gangster. It was so fun. - Posted from rhpmobile

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DynamicCouple36

8 years ago

we have had many truly fantastic and memorable experiences, so much so that it would be impossible (and unfair) to put one above the rest, we feel. Instead, we are humbled and thankful that we have had fun, and been lucky enough to enjoy some pleasurable experiences along the way, in this hurried life of ours. One of the truly warm & fuzzy ones, was when we boarded the plane to Australia (expecting to be arrested ) on a one way ticket from hell ( our previously country of birth ) and the huge sense of triumph (for getting out ) and relief ( for having escaped ) as the pilot announced we were now in international airspace. - Posted from rhpmobile

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RHP User

8 years ago

Mine is nothing to write home about in terms content.. It was the Friday before last Christmas, my Fwb at the time had been on a cruise with her ex and his entire family (long and twisted story, ask me if you want to know more.. A very big wtf) and had arrived back the day before. She'd been trying to get a DVD for her kid for Christmas but couldn't find it and was freaking out. My job means I'm on the road a lot, so I said don't stress, I'll keep an eye out and find it for you.. (managed to find it the thr evening). And then she was freaking out as as wasn't sure I'd see her before Christmas... Anyway.. Back on track.. I get a message asking me over the Friday night, she invited me to dinner to say thanks for finding the DVD.. Her kid was going to be there so no hanky panky... All good.. We ate drank and watched TV, listened to music, and I played with her hair. A few soft and affectionate kisses... Just a really awesome nite... To my surprise, she asked me to stay the night (not something that happens when her kid is there).. But I had to decline as I had to be at home to give a mate a lift to the airport early the next morning.. When I got home, as I hit send saying thanks for the most enjoyable and relaxing night, I get a message from her saying the exact same thing... That was the last time I ever spent time with her.... 😟 - Posted from rhpmobile

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RHP User

8 years ago

It was sooooo good, I've been lying ever since and still having "that special moment". Seriously, I'm virgin. Please ladies...help me. Please. ⚡️ - Posted from rhpmobile

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ReyandJean

8 years ago

Long before I got into this scene I was traveling alone in Montreal. Went to the French quarter for a meal and ended up at a blues bar. Somehow managed to get chatting to a couple of French lasses who were out on the town. Not much language in common, but a bit of dirty dancing later we were in my hotel room where I "suffered" a bout of priapism. A truly memorable night out.

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MsSuperFoxy

8 years ago

How long have I kept our nights out a secret, you ask? For many many years. I'm not one to discuss the teeny weeny fine details. I will say, every time I head out with my two long-time besties/FWBs, we always have awesome nights. We've had some of the most memorial nights out. Too many to count. Always end up in stitches from laughing at our antics. I look forward to penty more to come in the future. X Ms Foxy

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RHP User

8 years ago

I could write a book on my many wild nights out...But I would say the naughtiest night was my husband's Christmas party where I arm wrestled riggers, then took his employees on a bender then arranged to meet up with a toyboy at the Christmas party..Successful night...As for my husband he loves my wild unpredictable side...And I'm a hit at the office...every body loves the bosses wife..lol - Posted from rhpmobile

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RHP User

8 years ago

Virginal huh.... Feel like a pegging do ya huh. Huh huh...... 😛😲😛😁😁 - Posted from rhpmobile

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RHP User

8 years ago

... tho glad they ended, otherwise..... I hate to think... Best night I hoped would never end.... always in the arms of a lover after a great session and then just chilling in each others space with out a care in the world. They are nights you don't want to end. Just being in the moment. 😁 - Posted from rhpmobile

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RHP User

8 years ago

Otherwise, I'm changing your name..........Im thinking Supervixon 2.0

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RHP User

8 years ago

... I'll try anything once. You, dear lady, get the Double Delight after that. It's only polite to close both the front and back doors! ⚡️ - Posted from rhpmobile

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RHP User

8 years ago

Have you moved? Adelaide? - Posted from rhpmobile

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RHP User

8 years ago

I think the best night of sheer fun with friends was when I was 18 or 19, New Years at the largest and best venue in my home town (which isn't saying much by the way). A venue wouldn't get away with it these days but they just kept letting everyone in that wanted to come in. The DJ played a scorcher of a set (bear in mind this was the late 80's), everybody just got very drunk, very merry and had a ball. I don't remember there being any fights despite there being a few hundred people crammed into this place. People got up on all the tables and danced, which was hilarious to watch when the tables all collapsed one by one around the venue. All you could see was people grooving away above the level of everybody else then they would all just disappear. Security had a fine time trying to stop people, as they got one group down another group would just climb up on the other side of the room. Nobody was injured that I could see. We drank and danced until the wee hours, even those that normally don't like to dance just couldn't help themselves, taking turns to have a bit of a refreshing kip under our table when it all got a bit too much. This had its drawbacks the following day however, we all got together for a Barbie late in the day and we all described how our clothes smelt like vomit, which none of us could remember doing. We worked out we must have camped out in somebody's puke when we had our little siestas under the table the night before. One of those nights you remember forever - none of us were hung over the next day. Whilst we drank a ton we also danced pretty much all night. Everything was hugely fun and perfect. The glow of it continued to shine on us for our Barbie the next day.

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RHP User

8 years ago

To my NYE night was a night spent camping out at the Finke Desert Race in Alice Springs many years ago. For those unfamiliar, Finke occurs every Queens Birthday long weekend in June. The track extends some 200km between Alice and Aputula. Competitors race out one day, race back the next. It's a huge weekend in Alice. A group of us would head out to the same campsite along the track every year, between regulars and those coming along for the ride we would number about 8 or 9 people. One year a rain settled in the first day and it lasted throughout the night. Being that this was June it was thus cold and wet. Most in our camp were not happy and retired early to their tents for the evening. Myself and a couple of my mates thought this was massively atrocious behavior, electing to sit in the back of someone's van that they had driven down to camp. We sat in the back, listened to music and just talked rubbish until almost sunup. During the night we had to take turns scarpering through the mud and cold rain to raid someone's esky for any grog they had and return to the van to drink it. Eventually we simply passed out one by one in the back of the van, awaking to our campmates not being very happy that we had consumed pretty much all the alcohol in the camp and chucked the empties in a great pile out the back of the van. We, however, thought it was absolutely hilarious. Most everybody left that day instead of staying the second night as is the norm. They blamed us but this was just a copout, the rain continued that day and I believe the sooks just wanted to go home to their warm beds. That was fine for us stayers, turns out we had drunk all the grog out of everybody else's eskies but not ours. Victory!

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usrightnow_Again

8 years ago

So so many nights. Great nights at The Oz Rock and Sebel Townhouse in the eighties. Terrific concerts, nothing beats front row. Mrs. urn. Would say a night we watched Madison Cat play at the pub under what was The Edge nightclub, in Broadbeach. There were a couple of big ones at Cocktails & Dreams and Melbas, dancing on podiums. A great night with friends, the four of us having a ball, listening to the same three bloody songs for hours on repeat. However, there is one night that altered the rest of my life, the night I met my now wonderful wife. I didn't want to be there, she pierced that haze and the rest as they say, is our history. Mr. urn.

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