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Some of the things we got up to were fucking crazy, but we did it cos we had nothing else to do.
For teenagers now they do crazy stuff because it's cool, and they can post pictures on Facebook. We didn't upload photos on any social networking sites, this was just before facebook got big.

Oh god, I'm getting nostalgic.

Neptune wrote: Yeah, all this stuff I said happened in inner city London. I don't know if people, from say, Watford have the same experience.

Word, it's similar in Glasgow but on a smaller scale.

Neptune wrote:Some of the things we got up to were fucking crazy, but we did it cos we had nothing else to do.
For teenagers now they do crazy stuff because it's cool, and they can post pictures on Facebook. We didn't upload photos on any social networking sites, this was just before facebook got big.

Oh god, I'm getting nostalgic.

Meh, they're still doing it for the same reasons... if we'd had Facebook we would've been all over it.

I had the tamer end of all this as a teenager because I grew up in the sticks... it was all about getting wasted in the countryside; cider, spliffs and cow-tipping unless there was a rave to go to... moving to London and witnessing St Martins parties was another fucking level... I'm amazed some of those girls made it out alive with the battering their kidneys took for 3 or 4 years straight. That shit cray, mayne...

magma wrote:cow-tipping

this sounds like something I'd like to indulge in.

All i have to add to this discussion is thank fuck i don't know anyone like the pricks in Skins

i thought cow tipping was a myth?

Neptune wrote:

magma wrote:cow-tipping

this sounds like something I'd like to indulge in.

Less satisfying than you think it's going to be.... plus, it takes a gang of teenagers to topple a Fresian. And they just get up again. We thought it was supposed to stay down until the farmer sorted it out. Disappointing.

The funniest bumpkin thing that happened at one of our teenage seshes was when someone forgot to close a gate on our way through some fields... we all passed out in a couple of tents in the corner of a field, woke up with the sunrise and started to walk home only to discover that an entire herd of cattle had walked into a field full of almost-ready-to-go lettuces... they'd already munched their way through about a third of the dude's crop.

Respect the countryside code, kids!

magma wrote:

Neptune wrote:

magma wrote:cow-tipping

this sounds like something I'd like to indulge in.

Less satisfying than you think it's going to be.... plus, it takes a gang of teenagers to topple a Fresian. And they just get up again. We thought it was supposed to stay down until the farmer sorted it out. Disappointing.

The funniest bumpkin thing that happened at one of our teenage seshes was when someone forgot to close a gate on our way through some fields... we all passed out in a couple of tents in the corner of a field, woke up with the sunrise and started to walk home only to discover that an entire herd of cattle had walked into a field full of almost-ready-to-go lettuces... they'd already munched their way through about a third of the dude's crop.

Respect the countryside code, kids!

Oh dear, bad boys.

jameshk wrote:

magma wrote:

Neptune wrote:

magma wrote:cow-tipping

this sounds like something I'd like to indulge in.

Less satisfying than you think it's going to be.... plus, it takes a gang of teenagers to topple a Fresian. And they just get up again. We thought it was supposed to stay down until the farmer sorted it out. Disappointing.

The funniest bumpkin thing that happened at one of our teenage seshes was when someone forgot to close a gate on our way through some fields... we all passed out in a couple of tents in the corner of a field, woke up with the sunrise and started to walk home only to discover that an entire herd of cattle had walked into a field full of almost-ready-to-go lettuces... they'd already munched their way through about a third of the dude's crop.

Respect the countryside code, kids!

Oh dear, bad boys.

magma wrote:

jameshk wrote:

magma wrote:

Neptune wrote:

magma wrote:cow-tipping

this sounds like something I'd like to indulge in.

Less satisfying than you think it's going to be.... plus, it takes a gang of teenagers to topple a Fresian. And they just get up again. We thought it was supposed to stay down until the farmer sorted it out. Disappointing.

The funniest bumpkin thing that happened at one of our teenage seshes was when someone forgot to close a gate on our way through some fields... we all passed out in a couple of tents in the corner of a field, woke up with the sunrise and started to walk home only to discover that an entire herd of cattle had walked into a field full of almost-ready-to-go lettuces... they'd already munched their way through about a third of the dude's crop.

Respect the countryside code, kids!

Oh dear, bad boys.

leeds has a really boring tame scene

magma wrote: Respect the countryside code, kids!

dun kno

There's periods in my life, even still and I'm 23, off and on, where it's pretty similar to Skins really. It's kinda periodic.

I was thinking i should write a script for Bromley's equivalent of skins, it's like skins except nothing ever happens

particle-jim wrote:I was thinking i should write a script for Bromley's equivalent of skins, it's like skins except nothing ever happens

The most 'Skins' I ever got was smoking solid, drinking fosters and falling asleep in random peoples houses....waking up to hearing people shagging upstairs....and then falling asleep again.

get a life herb

I TRIED! THIS IS ALL I WAS LEFT WITH :'(

Skins was funny in the ridiculously bait way it exaggerated real life and made loads of well-off kids think there's some kind of 'cool lifestyle' they can be part of