Silly things you've done when under the influence...

[mejonaNO12 aka riskit]

First night at Uni.

Got lost from my group of new housemates.
Paid a man £10 as he claimed he was my new teacher
Fell asleep standing up at a bar
Bought a kebab
Fell asleep on a park bench with a tramp after sharing my kebab.
Woke up in a lounge with people looking at me.
Stood up and walked out.
Tramp was waiting outside
Woke up naked in my room at uni with the door wide open and a pot of coins.

Odd.

 

[mejonaNO12 aka riskit]

Throwing up in my friend's living room then insisting on trying to pick up the chunks and clean up after his Dad walked in was rather embarrassing

Oh this reminds me of one.

Finished lectures at 11am so went for a "quick one" at the Union bar.
Fast forward to 8pm and we leave for home.

"Drinking Fifa" ensued. I lost but had not yet been sick.

I then played Guitar Hero. The moving screen was all too much and apparently (as I don't remember it) I casually stood up, walked into the kitchen, was sick in the sink and then proceeded to swish it around trying to push the chunks down.

My mate walked in and exclaimed. Apaprently I answered with the line "It's chocolate milkshake". This was because my vomit was pure brown.

 

[BLOCK F]

Amusing reading some of the escapades and experiences.
Like one or two others have said,I just wouldn't know where to start.

 

[Seagull kimchi]

First night at Uni.

Got lost from my group of new housemates.
Paid a man £10 as he claimed he was my new teacher
Fell asleep standing up at a bar
Bought a kebab
Fell asleep on a park bench with a tramp after sharing my kebab.
Woke up in a lounge with people looking at me.
Stood up and walked out.
Tramp was waiting outside
Woke up naked in my room at uni with the door wide open and a pot of coins.

Odd.

So you were *ucked and humiliated by a tramp as people watched, cheered and threw coins in sympathy?

 

[Papa Lazarou]

@Bozza has some good stories to contribute to this discussion.

 

[theboybilly]

I went on a stag weekend via Eurostar.....slept through my stop (Antwerp) and ended up in Amsterdam.

 

[mejonaNO12 aka riskit]

So you were *ucked and humiliated by a tramp as people watched, cheered and threw coins in sympathy?

That is a distinct possibility

I made around £3 from it though.

 

[mejonaNO12 aka riskit]

Me and a mate once cooked a christmas dinner for 30 of our coursemates.

He didnt know how to open a pressure cooker and forced the lid off without releasing said pressure. The water exploded over his arm and his skin went mental.

We then went out and I pushed over a female midget by accident.

 

[Pevenseagull]

Having a couple of blasts from a crack pipe after a few pints of Stella.

Thought I was going to have a heart attack and threw up in the garden. Never again. Had a chesty cough for days after that.

You are the mayor of Toronto and I claim my £5

 

[Pevenseagull]

personally, it normally involves stage diving, some times fish assisted

oh and there was the incident with the submarine crew

 

[GreersElbow]

Met some girl in a club last week, she invited me back to hers and I obviously obliged. However, she needed a wee and I needed a new pack of cigarettes. I had a rough idea of where she lived, so I told her to meet me outside in 5.

I got my cigarettes then realised I had no idea where I was or remember where she said she lived.

I went home alone that night...

 

[jamie (not that one)]

Got married in the US so the girl I was with could move to Europe. Needless to say we both sobered up and and an annulment ensued. My girlfriend at the time wasn't impressed.

 

[daveinprague]

Spent 10-15 minutes looking for the keys that were in my hand when stoned last weekend...

 

[Puppet Master]

After we beat Leicester 1-0 away on a bank holiday Monday (Virgo scored, live on Sky), my friend Garry came into town to meet me, "just for a quick one". A few hours and many shots later, we hit upon the genius idea of going into as many hotels as possible and setting off all the fire extinguishers. We did the Grand and the Thistle before deciding the Queen's was next on our hit list. There were we, blasting away at each other in one of the upstairs corridoors when I turned round and see several security guards standing there aghast. I blabbered something along the lines of "Oh, sorry, we're just er.... filming a documentary about........**** it, LEG IT", they gave chase, we split up and I hid in a toilet for what seemed like half an hour. I came out to be accosted immediately (and discovered my mate had managed to flee by throttling one of the security guards). Arrested and fined £80. They picked Garry up wandering through the lanes, he stood out a bit as he was covered head to foot in white foam. It was still only about 4pm by this point.

 

[Nibble]

Spent my entire late teens and most of my twenties getting hideously drunk every weekend, all sorts of shit from being locked out naked, climbing through windows with my balls out, stuck naked on the seven dials, chased by police, nights in cells, flooding pubs, locking landlords out of their pubs and drinking their beer. Stole a car in Gran Canria and drove it off a jetty.

Woke up on a mates floor one morning with a really sore side, looked at it and found a huge chunk out of my side missing with scorch marks around the edge, No idea how it happened. Doctor said if he had to guess he would say I'd been grazed with a bullet. Couldn't rule it out and everything inbetween.

Then one day just stopped the bullshit. I still drink but no way near that level of madness. Mad days.

 

[Pevenseagull]

deploying several life jackets and flinging them around on a flight back from Spain whilst singing 'I'm so excited' by The Pointer Sisters after a surfeit of sherry seemed a good idea at the time.

 

[Guinness Boy]

After a few cheeky ones, I cycled across Southampton Common. Thought it would be clever to see how far I could go with my eyes closed. Got about 20 metres when I came off the path and into the biggest mud patch where I obviously stopped dead and fell off.

I got home looking like Swamp Thing.

Superb.

You should hear his other 500 stories.........

 

[mejonaNO12 aka riskit]

Nothing spectacular with this story but a particular favourite was leaving the Black Horse in Rottingdean after a few light refreshments. We noticed some road work and diversion signs stacked up so obviiously picked them all up and created a diversion route which forced all the mornings rush hour traffic through the smaller windy roads of Saltdean and Rottingdean from the coast road.

Only really remembered it when I saw nose to tail traffic the next morning.

 

[Pevenseagull]

I vaguely remember uttering somehing along the lines of, 'the only sure way to roll a 2CV is go flat out in reverse with full lock, then yank the handbreak on a spin the wheel'

don't think it worked, I think we gave up and just pushed it onto it's roof.

 

[father_and_son]

Homing instincts under the influence have always been good. However, very drunk in Cyprus on lads hol and my addled brain decided the route home involved walking out of the resort and along the main road to the airport. Seemed logical at the time - this was how I had arrived earlier in the day!

Squadie with the same surname as me had been arrested locally that same night, thus making the attempts made by my best mate to locate me a little more interesting. Turning up at the police station to "bail me out" proved nearly as wasted a journey as my five hour walk to the airport.