What is the worst / most bizarre thing you've done while drunk?

Honest Truth!!!

I had a friend in high school that got me a job at sonic drive in fast food. He would drink beer while making burgers and fries, and then do weird stuff to peoples food and watch them eat it. Some of the stuff he did was too gross to tell. Some mild stuff was spitting in peoples food. He also pooped on a cop car once.

I was a good person, never did a thing.

Beleived in Alan Webb.

This thread was almost as good as the craziest stories thread. I think it needs a bump, in this festive holiday season.

im 16, and i got wasted. i drank before but never hard core. i got smashed, i couldnt even walk in a straight line before. i gave 3 guys head that night and they fingered me. yeah bad bad bad times. hope it will never happen again because when they were going that my best friends neighbors came outside at 2am and saw everything:(

and i bearly remembered this:(

I predict this is likely to happen much more once you're in college due to your low self-esteem and tendency to gain approval through being a whore.

Muffin girl

Hit on like 3 girls in a night. Was a big thing for a social outcast like me.

While waiting at WaWa for my friends to buy hoagies, I got in a 15 minute conversation with some woman and her 14 year old son about the evils of drinking and how I had pooped in someone's drink. I have no idea why that came into my mind, but apparently someone had actually done that recently and they were both awestruck to be in the presence of such a celebrity. The mom also seemed to think it was a teachable moment for her kid and kept turning around and say "See what I told you? Drinking IS bad!"

Eventually my friends came back and asked me what the f*** that was, but of course I had no idea.

Back in college my buddies and I had a house off campus which was about 1/4 mile from a local grocery store. If we had parties and we needed to get something usually I would run over to the store, pay for it and run it back. Called it the "Kroger Run" which after a few attempts late night while hammered I had gotten the record down to 3:17. Not too bad for 1/2 mile with going into a grocery store and paying for something. Anyways, one night we needed some mixer so I ran over and was on great pace, get in the store, grab the mixer but then notice the line is crazy long. I wait for a few seconds in the line and realize my chances of setting a new record are slipping away so I edge towards the exit, lift the juice over the alarm thing and sprint out. Some guy mopping the floor yells after me but I am hauling ass through the parking lot.

Get back and the first thing I say to my buddy who is timing "Does it count if I stole it?"

Final time ended up being 3:24, no Kroger Run record. Didn't try that again the rest of the year.

I haven't read the whole thread, but feel confident that the award for *worst* thing done while drunk goes to the guy who told me he picked up his kid after basketball practice, but wanted a drink, so even though the kid was begging him to go home because he had homework to do, Dad stopped at the bar and made the kid wait while he got hammered, *then* drove his kid home.

I can't remember

the story on page 8 about the guy and his buddy getting stupid matching ass tattoos while drunk made me laugh so hard i couldn't even talk to my wife to tell her what i was busting up about. i wanted to, but i literally couldn't form the words. she finally just grabbed my phone out of my hand and read it herself...and then lost it too.

having said that, i did a lot of things in my teens, 20s and 30s while drunk that i'm so disgraced by, i am not willing to share. what an awful drug.

I have countless tales of drunken debauchery to tell.

On a Wednesday night back in college, a couple of my friends and I were boozing it up, but we no doubt didn't have any exciting plans for a Wednesday evening. After a couple minutes of poorly executed drunk brainstorming, we decided that we should just go where the wind may take us. In keeping with this proposition, we hopped in a car and proceeded to drive about aimlessly (or so we initially intended). After about 5 minutes we came to a stop light next to a Domino's delivery guy. We decided to follow the Domino's guy to his next delivery, whereupon we stole 10 pizzas from his car.

One night a friend and I were riding around drinking (and smoking *wink*) with my cousin (who has had two DUIs btw) in his `90 Ford pickup truck. It was almost 2 AM and we were almost out of beer, so we need to find more fast before all the convenience stores closed. We pull up to this store parking right in front. My cousin turns the truck off and runs in the store, leaving his keys behind. In the process he turns the damn music off so after a while I reach over to turn it back on. Little did I know he had bypassed the sensor on his clutch, and the truck was in first gear. The truck (which has a beast of a diesel engine in it) literally leaps forward and slams into this huge concrete pillar between us and the huge glass window of the store. The back tires are squealing and smoking like crazy and I can't get the damn truck turned off, with everyone in the store and its parking lot staring at the truck in awe. My cousin runs out of the store with the beer, and gets us the hell out of there. If it weren't for that pillar, I have no doubt in my mind that we'd have plowed straight through the store.

My girlfriend had just broken up with me so I decided to drink some beers after all my finals were over. Now I had red-shirted spring track and took about 6 weeks off. I had only been running for a week, but sure enough a few beers deep, I text this kid asking him if he wants to go run 4 miles, he says sure. Then I ask him he wants to run 10 miles and he says no. I decided on running a 5k and he goes down to the track to watch and calls up a few other guys on the team. Mind you it's pretty late at night. I wind up running the first 4600 in like 15:48 or so and decided I need to at least try and break 17. I dry heave around 300 to go but keep pushing on. I completely puke my brains out with 150 to go and just keep it up all the way through the finish line. I ran 17 flat completely drunk and out of shape. My pr at the time was 15:22.

The kid was me! The kid was me!

Threesome. Other than that, I don't know. i'm usually just a silly drunk.

must have been the "uncool" kind (2 dudes and a chick)

butt nugget wrote:

must have been the "uncool" kind (2 dudes and a chick)

Or three dudes :-(