Babooshka Posted June 2, 2010 Share Posted June 2, 2010 I cant think of anything worse after a night of drinking than waking up next to someone and not being able to remember their name, or how you met, or why they're dead. Yeah, that's not so good either! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Agent Orange Posted June 2, 2010 Share Posted June 2, 2010 I was drinking in a boozer in some remote and very middle classed village with my then girlfriend and some mates. It was a beautiful summer's day so we decided to walk home to her parent's house in the next village. Anyhow, the day's toll caught up with us and we decided to lay down on a grass verge and stare up at the stars whilst embracing each other. I recall waking up to the sound of church bells and the sound of muffled voices. It wasn't until I properly came too that I discovered that my gf and I had fallen asleep on the grass traffic island right outside the church. We were semi naked, as I recall, and the Sunday worshippers were filing past us and muttering their disapproval. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
pattricia Posted June 2, 2010 Share Posted June 2, 2010 I once woke up after a party to find someones legs wrapped around my neck. It wasnt until I got up to go, that I realised they were mine. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ghosthunter Posted June 2, 2010 Share Posted June 2, 2010 I walked into my girlfriends parents bedroom....naked and pi**ed all over her mum. She saw the funny side of it.....but no long sleeps with her mouth open!!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Agent Orange Posted June 2, 2010 Share Posted June 2, 2010 I once woke up naked in the garden Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mystes Posted June 3, 2010 Share Posted June 3, 2010 My head bump to the lamp post And according to my friend. Someone asked my mobile number and I answered him curtly, "yes you can have my number if and only if you will first asked my mom's mobile number". I such a weird girL. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
millhouses24 Posted June 3, 2010 Author Share Posted June 3, 2010 My second worst thing..... Someone organised a wine tasting for my birthday. I was busy all day and didn't have time to eat. That's my excuse . It started off with sipping each vintage and being told all its properties, and then slowly became a case of ".....give me more of thatsh one letsh get pished......" At some stage I was in the backyard vomiting into the gutter and crying. I'm not quite sure why . When people came out to ask if I was Ok I'm told I kept shouting "I LOVE YOU BUT PLEASE DON'T TOUCH ME, I CAN'T BEAR TO BE TOUCHED, JUST LET ME LIE HERE". I woke up the next morning with no hangover and cuddled up to a smiling Northern man (Fine, but my partner then was a Londoner ) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
L00b Posted June 3, 2010 Share Posted June 3, 2010 The worst things I've ever done when I was drunk... ...I managed to do them all at once on my stag night, and they involved, miscellaneously, a rather aggressive stripper with a whip and (later) a bucket of ice, a basketball net and partial nakedness combined with many enthusiastic (commiserating?) ladies with very bright lipstick, regurgitation against a most inappropriate support (a restaurant display window with romantic diners on the other side ) and entry refused at the Leadmill (which takes some doing, or so I was told at the time...well, a bit later on that is). Ferris Bueller, eat your heart out Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Trout_Basher Posted June 3, 2010 Share Posted June 3, 2010 Climbing to the top of the xmas tree at the end of Fargate and being asked by a passing copper "what are you doing up there sir?" Bloody stoopid question when you are ratted if you ask me... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mj.scuba Posted June 3, 2010 Share Posted June 3, 2010 <snip> I do have some pictures of the aftermath, but I like to keep them to show to people at dinner parties and to impress people I fancy. I appreciate this was a very manky thing to do, but I'm sure some people can beat it. Anyone? Can't you put them on flickr for us all to see? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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