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What's your most memorable drunken escapade?
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smallmovesal
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HappyScrappy said:
who wouldn't be...
smallmovesal
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one time i ended up with clothes that weren't mine
and one time i puked all over myself.. stripped down and handed my clothes to my friend and instructed her to wash them.
and one time i puked all over myself.. stripped down and handed my clothes to my friend and instructed her to wash them.
musclebrains
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One time I got drunk and they told me I was gonna have to leave the bar if I didn't stop fucking on the pool table.
smallmovesal
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i made out with a friend outside the bar in the hallway and guys kept coming by asking if we were lesbians... inviting us up to their hotel rooms.
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RyanH said:
Not anywhere so nice.
HappyScrappy
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I met one of my girlfriends in college at a party. the night unfolded as such:
*was at one part off campus in the summer - a "quarterback" party. you came and you paid $5, and for every beer you drank, you got $.25 back (a quater back, for those that are slow on the uptake). my friends and I figured we'd come out ahead at this party.
*keg was kicked and I don't recall having any money. wandered off and found another party at a house about a mile away, more on campus.
*this new part consisted entirely of girls, and in my drunken state, I thought they were all midgets... for whatever reason, this happens sometimes.
*I was talking to the tallest girl at the party, wearing a nice red dress when I looked down and my pants were drenched. I immediately figured I must have pissed my pants (as it turns out my friend was jealous that I was talking to this girl and he poured an entire blender full of margaritas on my pants and I didn't notice for 15 mins or so - he later blamed it on a girl we knew and it wasn't until about 8 months ago I learned it was him).
*I, being embarrassed about the wet shorts, knew that the right thing to do was to take them off, and walk about the party, asking every midget girl if she "wanted to trade pants with me"
*I didn't get many takers, but I had my picture taken a bunch of times.
*at one point, a girl (who later dated me b/c she thought all of this was cute... probably a sign that relationship was doomed at the start) started talking to me in my boxers, and I was trying to be smooth so I leaned on a bookshelf. except there were no sides to this bookshelf, so I just knocked all the books off of one shelf. smooth. you'd think that I'd have noticed, but nope - so I leaned on the next one - and that whole row went.
*eventually someone took me back to my room and I passed out face down
*I woke up the next morning, still drunk, facedown in a pillow full of what I assumed to be my own vomit. good times. so I got up and went into the bathroom to wash my face and get the taste out of my mouth, and I saw the sink was full of puke - but there were like 50 other people in this dorm that summer, and the puke was *totally* different than the stuff I had been sleeping in - so I knew it wasn't mine. but I knew that everyone knew I was the wasted guy the night before, so I'd get in trouble for it. so I cleaned it up with a shirt and threw it out.
*I then grabbed all the money I had (this was college, so 2 twenties was "all I had") and headed for the bank. I walked in, my hair all over the place and probably some puke in there, wearing boxers and a t-shirt backwards. I put down the two twenties and asked for a roll of quarters (I'm still drunk at this point). the woman teller said that a roll of quarters was $10. I looked down at the twenties, and then back at her and said "so... like, is that enough?" she laughed and gave me a roll
*I went back to the dorm and washed my sheets and blankets, and then slept for 24 hours and woke up very hungry.
I have probably another 2000 of these.
*was at one part off campus in the summer - a "quarterback" party. you came and you paid $5, and for every beer you drank, you got $.25 back (a quater back, for those that are slow on the uptake). my friends and I figured we'd come out ahead at this party.
*keg was kicked and I don't recall having any money. wandered off and found another party at a house about a mile away, more on campus.
*this new part consisted entirely of girls, and in my drunken state, I thought they were all midgets... for whatever reason, this happens sometimes.
*I was talking to the tallest girl at the party, wearing a nice red dress when I looked down and my pants were drenched. I immediately figured I must have pissed my pants (as it turns out my friend was jealous that I was talking to this girl and he poured an entire blender full of margaritas on my pants and I didn't notice for 15 mins or so - he later blamed it on a girl we knew and it wasn't until about 8 months ago I learned it was him).
*I, being embarrassed about the wet shorts, knew that the right thing to do was to take them off, and walk about the party, asking every midget girl if she "wanted to trade pants with me"
*I didn't get many takers, but I had my picture taken a bunch of times.
*at one point, a girl (who later dated me b/c she thought all of this was cute... probably a sign that relationship was doomed at the start) started talking to me in my boxers, and I was trying to be smooth so I leaned on a bookshelf. except there were no sides to this bookshelf, so I just knocked all the books off of one shelf. smooth. you'd think that I'd have noticed, but nope - so I leaned on the next one - and that whole row went.
*eventually someone took me back to my room and I passed out face down
*I woke up the next morning, still drunk, facedown in a pillow full of what I assumed to be my own vomit. good times. so I got up and went into the bathroom to wash my face and get the taste out of my mouth, and I saw the sink was full of puke - but there were like 50 other people in this dorm that summer, and the puke was *totally* different than the stuff I had been sleeping in - so I knew it wasn't mine. but I knew that everyone knew I was the wasted guy the night before, so I'd get in trouble for it. so I cleaned it up with a shirt and threw it out.
*I then grabbed all the money I had (this was college, so 2 twenties was "all I had") and headed for the bank. I walked in, my hair all over the place and probably some puke in there, wearing boxers and a t-shirt backwards. I put down the two twenties and asked for a roll of quarters (I'm still drunk at this point). the woman teller said that a roll of quarters was $10. I looked down at the twenties, and then back at her and said "so... like, is that enough?" she laughed and gave me a roll
*I went back to the dorm and washed my sheets and blankets, and then slept for 24 hours and woke up very hungry.
I have probably another 2000 of these.
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