Went out with some friends from college. Five guys, two girls. One of each were going out. The other girl was the ex of one of the guys and was pregnant (not noticeably) from one of the other guys.
We all got wasted.
The Mum, ex, Dad, Guy 5 and I went back to ex's flat for a party. Dad left after a quarrel. Guy 5 and I were supposed to sleep in a sofabed (sharing yeeuugh).
Instead, the girl and I had tremendous sex on the double bed, while her ex was passed out next to us. In the morning, the ex had moved to the sofabed and following some hungover but still decent sloppy seconds, I left and was never bothered by them about it.
BEAT THAT!
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Alright, here's a good one for me. It's more nasty then anything though, but I laugh everytime I think about it.
I once went to a party with my girlfriend at the time and she drank one bottle of wine while I drank two. At that point everything starts to get fuzzy. Nonetheless, someone brought 2- 1 or 2 liter bottles filled with Tequila. I managed to drink one of them. Sick as a dog I went out in the hall and puked my guts out on the stairs. Funny part is that it was a spiral staircase so it just went from one step to the next down a lot of em. My girlfriend actually went out and cleaned it up for me! So we go back inside and I get of course sick AGAIN and go out and puke on the stairs again. At this point my girlfriend was going to kill me, but she cleaned it up AGAIN!! I would have done it in the bathroom but 3 girls were in there having their own pukeing party. So we leave and I'm so drunk that I'm incoherent and can't explain to my girlfriend where we are or how to get to the subway. She ends up carrying me for hours until we find a station and get to my apt. At that point I was puking blood and all kinds of good stuff but she was still taking care of me, and carried me all the way home.
The next day she showed me how I had puked just about every 15 feet or so.
Oh, and if you didn't find any of that funny, here it comes....
I married her...or she married me depending on how you look at it
<font color=red>Yeah, I took a crap on your lawn. Whatcha gonna do about it?</font color=red>
Now isn't that just the most romantic story you've ever heard? You should send that one to Ann Landers and see if she prints it as one of her "how we met" stories haha.
Well this isnt as bad as the rest, but given the circumstances its still not good. This happened beginning of last semester of college. I was friends with this one chick, which we will refer to as chick1. How had a really horny friend which we shall call chick2. Well I had know chick1 for about 6 months and had had some nice "benefits(usually involved some alcohol)" with the friendship. I had met her in March of 2000, and while visiting her house during the summer of 2000 I meet chick2. Well in the fall of 2000 I meet back up with chick2 in the company of chick1. Well thinks were rather weird with chick1 with the messing around and such, so I decied to try and ask her out. She freak and started say that we were just friends and sh|t. So given we were just friends and chick2 and I were kinda interested in each other we asked her if she minded if we started dating. To this day I still wonder wtf I was doing asking chick1 if that was ok. Well turns out a few days later chick2 and I start having sex and this gets back to chick1 that freaks out once again. So things go really down hill with chick1, friendship over no speaking terms. I still talked to chick2. So feb of 2001 rolls around. I get invited to an anti valetines day party at the apartment of chick2. Turns out chick1 and all the girls from her dorm room were going to be there as well. I didnt mind this because I was kinda wanting to get back to talking with chick1. Well it turns out I got really really hammered playing a drinking game as did chick3 one of chick1's roommate. Well it turns out that chick3 and I were getting rather friendly on the couch right in front of chick2 and chick1. Another one of chick1's roommates broke us up and they all left. Leaving me, chick2, a bisexual married couple, and a gay guy that I knew through another female friend. So right before chick2 was topless, the guys wife was topless, and I had played with the tits of both chicks. I quickly left however then the gay guy approached me. Even hammered off my A$$ I dont swing that way. I dont think I got drunk for a good 6 months after that night. My friend pick me up and dropped me off at another party after that little get together. And that is my really really dumb drunk adventure.
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I was so smashed that I couldn't make it out the door and pissed in a beer bottle. The embarassing part? You were so drunk that you didn't notice the bottle on the floor next to you was warm and you drank it!
Same party-you were so drunk you took a crap on my lawn, I was so drunk I put it back!
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