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Have any to share?
-- siobhan (email@example.com), July 05, 2000
Loved yours Siobhan. I haven't had the pleasure (?) of doing any drunken leg- hugging. My only great drunk story is when on my 19th birthday a friend gave me a big bottle of Jack Daniel's and I drank half of it in under an hour. I threw some of my roommate's stuff out the window (luckily he didn't get too pissed off about it). I sprayed shaving cream all over the room... and then I proceeded to shave the carpet.
-- andres (firstname.lastname@example.org), July 06, 2000.
The summer before my senior year of high school, my best friends' sister lived in Chicago and we wanted to go to a concert there the fourth of July weekend. All three of us convinced our parents that her sister would take good care of us and we wouldn't get into any trouble. Our first night there we drank nothing but pina coladas. I was doing headstands all evening (which it really isn't such a good idea to do something like that while you're drunk). To sober us up, the sister decided to take us on a walk in the city during the middle of the night. I was making snowangels (in July?) on the sidewalks and talking to every bum that we saw. I also yelled at a bum for peeing in an alley. (There was this No Parking sign and I said something to the effect that the crossed out P meant "no peeing in the alley".. I really had to go myself so that just made my rant at him even more loud and annoying). We went to Baskin Robbins/Dunk-N-Doughnuts for some water and I ended up talking to this girl who had just dropped some acid. She lent me her one and only washcloth (so I could clean up, I got mighty dirty from rolling around on the ground). Then we went back to the apartment and slept.
That was one experience. I have a few others more embarassing (if you can believe it) than that story.
-- Kristin (email@example.com), July 06, 2000.
Well I'm not really a drinker but I have one about a friend of mine. Alrighty it was my bud Luna's 21st, so we were going on a pub crawl, scoring her free birthday drinks whenever possible. Most of us were either underage or poor or both so she was the only one really getting tipsy. We'd gone to like every bar w/in walking distance downtown, except for O. Henry's, the gay bar. Sooo we went in. My friend Bear, who is not gay, decided to start hitting on guys in there so they'd buy him free drinks. It worked quite well, to the point where the bartender cut him off and he could barely walk out of the bar on his own power. We walked him back to his car, he fell down 3 times during that walk. We put him in the passenger's seat, he promptly falls out. Now Bear has a nice car but he opts to drive around this crappy station wagon that we have to use pliers to start the ignition on. We couldn't find said pliers, and told Bear we thought maybe there were in his pocket. He said "Where's that?" We said "in your PANTS". He starts reaching for some non-existant shirt pocket. Someone said "we're gonna have to frisk him" so we did. Eventually found the pliers and were on our way. I had to get back to the dorm, everyone else went and crashed at this one guy's house and later told me that Bear's pants fell down around his ankles upon exiting the car. Rather than pull them up he just kinda tripped and crawled up the driveway. Too bad no one had a video camera that night :(
-- Jamie (firstname.lastname@example.org), July 06, 2000.
I suppose you want stories. about ME being drunk...well...there's plenty.of.them...And they all take place at Rugby socials...anyone sense a connection there? By the way...my spacebar is broken and I don't intend to cut and paste all the spaces...you'll just have to deal with a . where the spaces are supposed to be.
Story1:Went.to.a.rugby.social...got.drunk.on.beer.for.the.first.time.. .had.somewhere.around.23.over.the.course.of.the.6.hour.party...passed. out...woke.up.under.the.picnic.table.in.the.front.yard...apparently.no .one.wanted.to.bother.me...thank.goodness.it.didn't.snow.that.night.
Story2:went.to.a.rugby.social...got.drunk...had.tons.of.beer/bloody.ma ry's/rum.and.cokes...did.a.flaming.butt.dive.off.the.roof...landed.in. the.shrubs...staggered.out...and.proceeded.to.collapse.on.the.roof.of. someone's.car...stayed.there.for.a.few.hours...and.somehow.someone.got .me.home.
Story3:...went.to.a.rugby- type.party...themed."heaven.and.hell"...got.drunk...lots.of.beer,lots. of.hot.damn...lots.of.tequila...got.high...7.hits.off.a.pipe...ended.u p.in.the.front.yard.with.someone.i.didn't.know...discussing.how.nice.t he.grass.felt...for.3.hours...made.my.way.back.into.the.house...smoked .some.more...ate.someones.leftover.pasta.in.the.fridge...don't.know.wh o's.it.was...crawled.into.the.living.room.and.clutched.a.friends.finge r,because.i.was.going.to.fall.off.the.face.of.the.earth.if.i.didn't.ho ld.on.to.something...stood.up...let.go.of.the.finger.i.had.ahold.of... almost.fell.off.the.face.of.the.earth,but.the.wall.stopped.me...passed .out.in.the.corner...woke.up.the.next.day.at.around..11.or.so...realiz ed.i.had.3.finals.the.next.day...walked.to.campus...and.stayed.utterly .stoned.until.about.8.that.evening...didn't.get.much.studying.done...
Story4:...this.has.to.be.my.most.disgraceful.moment.yet...got.drunk.at .a.dress.rehersal.for.my.choral.group...had.a.whole.bottle.of.absolute .currant...went.to.a.rugby.social... got.drunk.from.beer.and.chugging.jungle.juice...after.this,i.don't.rem ember.anything.so.i.am.relying.on.a.sober.friend.for.the.rest.of.the.s tory...apparetnly.i.danced.like.a.fool...grabbed.peoples.bums.left.and .right...everyone.walking.in.the.door.got.a.hug.and.a.kiss...regardles s.of.sex...kissed.a.few.friends,so.i'm.glad.i.don't.remember.it...had. a.few.more.beers...took.off.my.long.sleeved.shirt.and.walked.around.in .this.skimpy.little.tank.top.without.a.bra...danced.some.more...went.t o.the.bathroom...came.out.with.my.pants.around.my.ankles.because.i.cou ldn't.bend.over.to.pull.them.up...had.to.get.help.with.that...TRIED.to .kiss.my.friend.alison.when.she.was.done.buttoning.my.pants...and.they .wouldn't.let.me.drink.anymore.after.that...so.i.wandered.around.until .i.sat.on.the.couch.next.to.another.friend...now,this.was.right.after. timmy.made.his.appearance.on.south.park...so.i'm.sitting.on.the.couch. ..drunk...and.i.tap.my.friend.on.the.leg.and.go..."hey.Karden...TIMBLA AAAAAAHHHHH"...and.threw.up.on.myself...all.i.remember.is.waking.up.th e.next.morning.in.my.own.bed...in.a.different.shirt.than.what.i.had.be en.wearing...and.i.didn't.have.a.bra.or.pants.on...apparently.my.frien ds.alison.and.boo.got.me.changed.while.joscelyn.and.lauren.cleaned.me. up...BOY.do.i.owe.them.bigtime...i.dont'.know.how.the.pants.got.off... i.scared.quite.a.few.people.that.night...one.person.said.they'd.never. seen.anyone.throw.up.like.that.before...eveyrone.else.was.worried.beca use.i.didn't.move.or.do.anything.for.the.next.10.hours...they.had.to.c arry.me.home...carry.me.to.my.bed...and.boo.stayed.with.me.to.make.sur e.i.was.ok...i.love.my.friends...but.that's.all.the.drunk.stories.i.ha ve.for.now...unless.you.count.me.getting.drunk.and.then.going.for.a.ru n.around.blacksburg.at.midnight,and.showing.up.totally.trashed.at.my.f riend.Fran's.place.with.a.bag.of.oreos.at.1.in.the.morning...don't.kno w.where.i.got.the.oreos.from...
-- Jenny (email@example.com), July 07, 2000.