As mention in my previous blog, my sister-in-law was invited to her friend's 30th birthday party. Her friend wanted to have a childrens based messy party involving pies and gunge. There were only 2 of them attending the party as the rest of their friends were not into that kind of party and thought it was not for them, most of their friends were in their mid 30s and over. She showed me some photos that was taken on her phone, a few before the party got started, some during and a couple after.

My sister-in-law Monica was staying the night at the birthday girl's house and the other friend who was going was not staying over. Her friend Susan and her boyfriend was picking monica up to go the Debbies house so Monica had all her clothes in a bag and wore the unlined Nylon Adidas tracksuit that i gave her over 10 years ago. ( Again this was mention in previous blogs. The closest way of describing the suit is, it is similar to the one the pimp wore in the movie Deuce Bigalo male gigalo. It is blue with the 3 yellow stripes on the sleeves with the adidas bush badge on the chest, draw-string waist, the bottoms were the same, unlined, blue with the yellow stripes and draw-string cord at the waist).

Monica told me it was the perfect out-fit to wear as it was unlined, it can simply be rinsed off in the shower, she also wore a pair of her nylon shorts underneath but never wore anything under the jacket. When Susan came to get her, as soon as she stepped outside she was absolutely freezing, it was blowing a freezing cold wind and all she had on was this unlined suit, so she was glad to get into the warm car. Susan was wearing one of those Nike tracksuits, with the nylon windbreaker jacket and matching nylon bottoms, (pretty much what Monica was wearing, the noisy, wrustling suit).The jacket was grey on the top and red on the bottom, the bottoms were red, again both were unlined. Susan got this suit from her boy friends older brother which he still had from a few years ago. ( from the photos, this suit was also in good condition considering the age)

When they got into Debbies house, Monica gave Debbie a pair of her plain black nylon shorts as she did not have any shorts or tracksuit bottoms so she was borrowing Monica's as she had quite a few pairs, they were cheap plain ones with white draw-string waist, they usually come in a 3 pack of different colours which monica got a couple of years ago. Her jacket was another unlined hooded jacket in black, it had a pink zip and pockets, (i could not make out the make of this jacket, but it was a slightly shiny one just like Monica's and Susan's). Debbie got changed into the shorts so all she had on was the shorts and jacket, and she also had a pink swimming cap with "Princess" written on it, Monica also put on her swimming cap she got during her mud-wrestling event (in a previous blog), Susan was given a shower cap as she did not have a swimming cap. They all started off with a few glasses of wine and some bottles of alco-pops.

In the kitchen, the floor and work-tops were covered in polythene/plastic and there were about 15-20 pies, Monica said they were proper pies with a soft biscuit like base with custard in the middle and cream on the top, there was also 5* 1litre jugs of self made gunge that came in packets to make yourself. There was more gunge in another 2* 5 litre buckets.

After about an hour of so when they were now getting a little drunk, they played some trivia games where Debbie would read out the question, and Monica and Susan would need to answer, but the twist was, if any of them got the question wrong, they would be pied, and if they BOTH got the question correct, then Debbie would get pied or gunged, whatever the person applying it decided.

The first person to get pied was Susan, Monica continued on, she said Debbie pushed the pie onto the back of Susan, and the pie was like an explosion, the cream and custard went everywhere, Susan's back and hood was totally covered in the mess and it even got onto me too, all over the back of my sleeve. The game never lasted long as susan had already had 3 pies on her, she had to stand up for the 2nd and 3rd pie as they made her so messy, you couldn't make out her nike jacket anymore, it was just covered in mostly cream and custard, even her bottoms were half covered, my jacket was a bit covered too on the sleeve and part of my side with it being splashed from Susan.

The game was just left as it was, as Susan grabbed a pie and put in on Debbie's head and it just completely covered her hood and shoulders, she then got another pie and put it on Debbie's arse so the back of the shorts and bottom of her jacket was covered in cream and custard, then they both started on me, i turned round so it was my back that got all the pies, i don't know how many they used, but when i saw my reflection in the glass door, my back was just a complete slime wave, you couldn't see any of my jacket underneath all the cream and custard and biscuit base, still clinging onto my back, the front of me was still pretty much clean. The jugs of slime started, Debbies hood had come down a bit so i got a jug of slime (green) and poured it slowly over her head so that it would not splash onto me, it trickled down her cap and straight down inside her jacket, she gave a littly scream as she felt the slime on her skin. She then got a pie and shoved it in my face and pushed it over my head, i couldn't see anything with the pie being over my face then i felt gunge going down my face and down my neck inside my jacket, it felt cold, i hunched my shoulders up as you do, to try to stop the rest of it going down inside, but because of the way the way the jacket is when zipped up, anything that was going down from my head was collecting and running down inside the hood, so that started getting heavy. Then i felt a load of slime coming down my back when one of them pulled my hood over my head. My jacket was starting to fill up and get a little heavy, i just pulled up my jacket by putting my hand in the sleeves and stretching my arms up, so most of the slime came out and poured down my bottoms, i don't think the gunge came out very well as it was not thick like what you would see on the telly, it was more like a jelly base before the jelly is set, mostly watery and when it went on you, it was almost clear, not green.

The mayhem and laughter started now, as they were all getting jugs of gunge and pulling each other's hoods down enough to pour the slime inside their jackets, and also filled the hoods to put them up so the gunge would then pour down inside. It was horrible, feeling the gunge go down my back and even down into my bottoms and down my legs. The good thing about the gunge was that it washed off some of the cream and custard pies but of course it collected on the floor in the polythene. Debbie pulled the ploythene to make a kind of gungy pool so we were all being pushed and shoved into all the mess. if you were standing, the mess would come over your feet, just below the ankle so we were rolling around, scooping up in our hands and pouring down inside the bottoms and inside the jackets.

They all had their hoods back up now, you can see their jackets/bottoms were clinging to their skin, in the photos. The good thing was that the gunge was slippery between the skin and the nylon jacket/bottoms so it was still easy to move. We had a break from all the pie/gunge throwing and all just sat in the slime pool drinking away. I was almost looking clean again on my front, so was Susan, Debbies black jacket was still a flow of white and yellow and still had loads of biscuit bits off over her jacket, the shorts were also covered. I decided cause Susan was so clean looking, i had to get that grey and red jacket all slimey again, so i scooped up as much cream and custard and biscuit bits as i could and dumped it on her head so it came down from her hood, onto her shoulders which ran down her front. She retaliated by throwing herself on me causing me to fall back into the mess, then scooping the mess up and over me so i was completely covered, there was no more blue colour showing on my jacket anymore, this then started up all to push and cover each other, so we were all really really messy, you couldn't make out who was wearing what, me and Susan, pretty much looked the same, couldn't tell she was wearing nike and i was wearing adidas.

Susan's boyfriend then called, as he was just outside, so he then came in, Susan, emptied as much as possible from inside her jacket and went into the utility room, just off the kitchen which had a toilet and shower just off the utility room. So she had a shower and got changed. They both left leaving just me and Debbie in the slime pool, which she pulled the polythene up at the edges making the mess now just above ankle deep, she did keep it so that we had access to the fridge for more drink, we also had some triple chocolate gatau, (we ate it, not wore it). Debbie then pushed me onto my front and sat on my back facing my feet, she then tried pulling down my bottoms, but i had them tied too tight, she pulled my jacket up to show my bare back and started scooping up all the gunge and started tickling me, (Monica is very tickly on her sides) so as i was moving around, i got onto my back and then Debbie pulled my drawcord and loosend my bottoms, pulling the waist out and pushing gunge inside, she then noticed i too was wearing the same type of shorts, well, mine were red, well, not anymore. Debbie then stood up and pulled my tracky bottoms off so i was now just in my shorts.

Debbie's older sister came in to see how we doing, when she saw up she just stopped dead and had her hand over her mouth, and then said " have you seen the state of yous and she was then laughing. She was wearing jeans and had a dark red short down jacket with the fur trim hood. Debbie looked like she was about to throw a handful of gunge on her sister, but she pointed her finger and said in an angry voice "don't you dare missis" she then went round the other side of the breakfast bar then both me and Debbie got a load of, now thick green gunge poured on us, from that last 5 litre bucket and then there was 1 pie dropped on my head and 2 dropped on Debbie's head, both our jackets were totally covered in gunge, which was also trickling down inside as we did not have our hoods up along with the now watery cream, thick custard and very crumbly biscuit all over us, we were a complete mess. Her sister promptly ran out of the kitchen before we could do anything, we were still sitting, now stunned at what had happened as we were not expecting itl. I was able to smell the cream which was making me feel sick, so we both started pushing each other in the mess, getting totally covered in slime and everything, the cream was almost dissapearing in the rest of the gunge and custard and biscuit. With so much stuff, not only on the outside but also, now inside my jacket, i was now getting jagged a bit with the crumbs stuck inside now. I could'nt get much from the inside of my jacket when i tried to empty it as everything was now so thick and clinging a lot better now. so i tip-toed through the utlility room and straight into the shower. I rinsed off the outside fairly quickly, i then took off the jacket and put it back on inside-out and did the same with the shorts. I was amazed the jacket got clean so quickly, Debbie shortly came in with my bottoms in her arms, so i did the same with them, put them on, rinsed and then inside-out, rinsed and hung then up on a hanger, along side Susan's nike tracksuit, which was not very clean, still had some bits on it, so Debbie put it on after she cleaned her own jacket and the shorts too. Debbie said, she could feel then water from the shower coming straight through the nike jacket and the bottoms too, they are definately not waterproof anyway,

We chilled out watching a movie with some munchies, in our jammies. It was a good night, was not sure to begin with about being pied, but it was fun, the waterproof tracksuit was a great choice once again, as it is so easy to clean, i had been considering wearing either my red adidas jacket or my Dare2b jacket, but am glad i never as both have a lining in them which would have been hard to get clean.

She then asked me why did i not keep the Adidas suit for myself, I told her it was way too hot when i wore it when i first got it in Florida, and was absolutely freezing when i wore it once to Blackpool, so i had no use for it, the jacket i suppose would have been fine, but the slightest bit of wind it would started flapping away, blow up, hood flies up or round your face which i found to be embarrasing. Monica first got this from me one winter over 10 years ago, when she put it on over her clothes to make a snow angel, well more of a slush angel as the snow was almost melted. She got the bottoms taken up a bit as they were too long. She has worn it quite a few times over the years, including in a swimming pool, a mud pit, and this recent birthday party, she has worn it inbetween for jogging, and last spring when we had a prolonged rainy spell following snow when she wore it over her work clothes to stay dry. Even now the jacket and bottoms are still in good condition after she has given it an iron, i am amazed that it is still in great condition, you would never know what it has been put through.

Even though Monica did have some pictures of this party on her phone, i am not able to get then to show the rest of you, she does not know i like seeing this type of wam and am not going to either, unless she tells me she is into it, but the way she tells me all these stories, im not sure she sees it as a fetish, but just something fun to do once in a while.