Me and my girl have our birthdays two weeks apart in December, so we did a joint 21st in April so all our varsity mates could come. Booked out Olde 65 in Gtown, bar tab, theme was black, white and red (some dude showed up wearing black and white with the communist manifesto in his pocket).
Awesome, AWESOME party, everybody we knew came through, got stupidly, apocalyptically drunk and ended up in a ma**ive bearhug with ten people singing along to Under Pressure by Queen, shortly followed by Jura**ic 5. Man, listen. Shit was good.