...I killed a guy...
...I killed a guy...
I had an entire conversation (~5 minutes) with both of my hands cupping a random girls breasts. we still talk occasionally.
JC
Not sure if this is the worst thing I ever did, but I had a good laugh about it the next day and it's definitely bizarre. A few of my buddies and I decided to throw my 28" television set off a ledge about 10 ft. tall onto the asphalt below behind the dorm we lived in. Well, the television was smashed to shit after we first threw it, but one of my friends told me I basically smashed my hand into the cords and stuff in the back of the broken t.v., picked it up, and smashed it into another dozen pieces. Needless to say one of the campus police watched the whole thing as I destroyed my television and promptly made me clean up the whole mess. I was thankful I didn't get a minor that night, but I needed an explanation for why my left hand had cuts all over it.
All I have is the typical, hot girl says that she wants to have sex with me later and then of course I end up passed out throwing up on myself.
Luckily I have many years left.
Over winter break I (and two other people) were over at my friend's house and started drinking at about 1 at night. I put down half a fifth of vanilla vodka and then started taking pulls of spiced rum and chasing it with peppermint schnapps. All in about an hour and a half, and I don't remember anything past 2. Apparently his mom came home around 3 (who I had never met before) and came down to his room for something. I guess I stood doing the two handed politician handshake to her saying "Nice to meet you... mrs... chris's mom... nice to... meet you... mrs. chris's mom..." for like two minutes. Around 4 I threw up on his floor and went to bed.
She was pretty cool about it and we all laughed about it the next day, and it's probably not the worst thing I've done, but first thing that came to mind.
Where to begin with this one...
1) 69ed a random girl I met the same night, during which I had the door to my room broken down by my drunk friend wearing a Ray Lewis jersey and football cleats, walked said girl home and got her number (she took it well b/c she thought it was funny), then didn't recognize said girl one hour later when she came back for her friend who was hooking up with another guy in my house.
2) Pissed all over my ex-gf in her bed while I was staying with her one night. Then proceeded to cry about it for 20 minutes.
3) Was visiting a friend in Boston and passed out on the bus leaving Allston and ended up in Dudley Square at like 11:30 P.M.
4) Lost about $1000 gambling (combined losses over several occasions).
5)Passed out naked in the hall way of my house, in my own vomit, shat myself, and got put to bed by a gay friend.
As soon as I end up shitting myself I'll know it's time to scale it back a little...
First time I ever got drunk was at a 16th party with a public hall rented out for it. Ended up passed out in a dunny having vomited and was eventually found by mates who spent ages looking for me wondering where I had got to. They thought I was dead when they looked over the dunny door!
On one occasion I was due to umpire in a junior Aussie Rules match the next morning. Got absolutely hammered the night before, was still chucking upon arrival to the ground and ended up leaving the other ump to do the match alone whilst I slept in the changerooms.
Most recent 'bizarre' happening was after a Xmas work function. Had a bus trip from the facility back to town afterwards and for the duration of it and for some time afterwards was convinced it was a flight. Apparently said "thank you, pilot" to the driver when getting off and had been complaining about the cabin crew not offering any food or coffee.
I got really drunk with three women who I had just met a few days before. We were getting back into my car and luckily one of them decided they should drive. I ended sitting in my back seat.
Next day I went to my car looking for my wallet and found the back seat full of a couple gallons of vomit.
One of the girls told me that I was saying "stop pouring water on me" as I was vomitting into my lap(not even attempting to catch it in my hands or get out of the car).
Three women and that's how I decided to end my night. Idiot.
Also had a friend in college who decided it was a good idea to chase beer and frozen strawberry margaritas with 21 shots of Wild Turkey on his 21st birthday. He woke up in his queen bed full of so much pink vomit that there were 2 waterfalls running off of each side still ozzing in the morning when he had to get up for CC practice.
Well I was at a wedding reception with my fiance and her parents just a couple of weeks ago. Open bar and the whole 9 yards. I start drinking, mind you I havn't drank in about 5 months. Needless to say I ended up vomiting all over the hall and forcing my fiance and her parents to leave around 9pm (it started at 6). Fortunately her parents were driving, but all the way home I was vomiting out the back window of her parents car. Yeah it was a good couple of hours, that I really just don't know where they went to.
Tried anal with some random girl I met at a party and ended up getting covered in pure human feces and vomit.
Mine mostly have to do with eating things I normally wouldn't.
I was eating chicken soup when I was really drunk once and my dog looked up at me and just looked really hungry, so I set the bowl on the floor and we took turns lapping the soup. Actually, I found that I couldn't "lap" so I would tip the bowl and sip it, but my dog would obviously lap when it was his turn to eat.
Another time in Cabo San Lucas, I dropped a quesadilla on the floor of a pretty nasty bar/club (Squid Row) at 4:00AM and I was so hungry, I just picked it up and kept eating it. It was the only place I could find food that was still open. Then, of course, I went outside and a burrito cart was right there.
Let's see... where to begin? These are all from when I was younger (4-5+ years ago) and extremely stupid.
-I once tried to to a cartwheel in front of 50-100 people outside of a bar and falling on my face. That same night we almost got in a fight at a party afterwards, and swore we heard a cop siren so quickly parked the car and ran.
-Once before going into a club we passed around two gallons of screwdrivers with 50/50 vodka to oj. I remember walking in... my next memory was us with a car full of girls, who all jumped out the car in the parking lot after realizing how drunk we were... the next memory was me swerving all over the road and pulling over cause I was too drunk... don't remember anything else from that night. The next morning I woke up in New Orleans (about 2 hours away). My car had a big dent in it, I couldn't find my driver's license, I had a slow leak in one of my tires, my a/c wasn't working, and I threw up in a McDonald's bathroom in front of a little kid and his grandpa. Later I found out my parent's and the police were looking for me. Real proud of this one.
-Another night, got real drunk and blacked out. My friends said I was pouring my beer out on the floor and splashing it people (men and women) at this really nice bar.
-Reckless driving ticket which should have been something worse but I passed the eye and line tests!
That's all for now, I'll try and post more later.
I was 22 and visiting my dad over spring break. I went to a local bar and got hammered, woke up the next morning naked in a pile of puke in my 19 year old step-sisters bedroom. She had a friend staying over!
Ate at Denny's.
Woke up on top of a glass coffee table wearing nothing but a silk kimono.
I woke up in bed next to your sister. Haven't touched a drop since.
my roommate and i lived about a mile away from our favorite bar, which was across campus from us. we were both really drunk so we flipped to see who would drive his car there, he won so i had to drive. so we get there in about a couple of minutes but can't find parking so i just put the car in park and leave it in the middle of the street. we got so drunk we forgot we even drove there so we just walked back(i have no idea why we just didn't walk there)and didn't even realize it till the next day.
roomie and I went out to a good irish bar across the street from where we lived, got hammered and went next door to grocery
a few minutes later I feel cold and realize he has tossed me into the long/open frozen food bin.and I passed out...was in there a good 3-5 min
Performed the Eiffel Tower with a buddy on some chick we met that night after a game of truth or dare (she was pretty hot too). We still laugh about it to this day.