this happened when i was still in the Marine Corps living in the barracks...
me and my room mate went to a party out in town one Friday night. the drinking commenced around 6-7pm and i didn't stop drinking until the keg was dry at around 2-230am. there was still liquer, but i was already drunk enough. me and another buddy had ridden our motorcycles out there, and we parked them about 50 feet away from the house where no one could see them so we wouldn't have some dumb drunk asshole think the bikes looked like a good place to sit or someone hop on them and say "HEY EVERYONE! LOOK AT ME!" and then knock them over. smart thinking on our part.
so i decide it's time to pass out. there were still people wide awake and drinking, and i said no way am i gonna get f'ed with. i went over to the motorcycles and fell asleep in the sand next to mine.
buddy wakes me up at about 6am and says it's time to go back to the barracks. we hop on the bikes and ride back.
i get back into my room to find a trail of my room mate's clothing from the door all the way into the bathroom (he didn't know how he got back to the barracks). he was passed out on the shitter with his head about 6" off the ground. i woke him up by picking his head up and slapping him around. he wakes up still completely trashed, starts standing up asking where he is, what he's doing, then looks down at his dick, covers his crotch and says "hey man, where's my clothes?"
i told him to go to bed, but he swore he had to piss. i left the room and went to someone else's room to piss. i come back in a few minutes later to make sure my room mate made it into bed ok. instead of being in bed, i found him like this -
he slept like that for almost 2 hours before he woke up and crawled to his bed.