Contrary to popular belief, I've not been building homes and feeding leper children from the slums of Calcutta. Yearend contemplations dampen my magnanimity although its the Season of Giving. A thought for the people of Kelantan, was spared though. Same sex disco dancing is so passe.
Back when A Flock of Seagulls was a singing orgy, I threw a party for boys. It was a Newton like discovery.
What do you expect when the parents had to leave for 2 days and you have one day to organize the party to end all parties and the girls on your list usually need like a week to convince their parents its safe to come over to my place since I wear my sister's clothes because it was New Romantic to do so.
5 guys turned up.
After an hour of square dancing, we thought it wised to merge with another party in the neighbourhood since silhouettes of girls were spotted. It was a merger of almost equals. 12 guys and 2 girls ended up square dancing.
Moral of the story. Make sure your mum and baby sister are away if you dont want the party to end at 10.30.