My wildest drunk adventure! Whats yours?

[suggs]

Anyway, one time in Bandcamp, I was force fed a sausage that (amusingly) looked like a PENIS, and then got drunk on Goat's Piss.
Plus, Giant Jenga was cool.

[nagerous]

You guys have some pretty cool stories. I can't think of anything that crazy yet, I'm sure my biggest adventure is yet to come. Last tuesday was pretty insane though. Everyone got covered in penned penises and the like as it was a social. So I had penises drawn all over my body. I remember going home with a girl only to get her door slammed in my face. I'm not sure of the context but something obviously went amiss. I ended up wandering lost on my own, freezing my ass off for 45 minutes before finally getting back to my accommodation. Looked at the photos I had on my camera, loadsa pics and videos of me with 2 girls making out and feeling each other. Pretty random and messed up. Closest I've got to a threesome though (probably ever).

[got tonkaed]

ive often been tempted to post a couple things from this summer in here, but my little brother occasionaly sneaks around my posts, so im not too sure im going to be able to as i have a bit of a rep to maintain.

[nagerous]

On monday I'm going to be completely covered in blue as it is a smurfs social.

Breaking the record for number of smurfs in a room. That should be pretty crazy.

Heres the link if any CCers want to come and stalk me.
http://events.susu.org/?event=1983

[got tonkaed]

On monday I'm going to be completely covered in blue as it is a smurfs social.

Breaking the record for number of smurfs in a room. That should be pretty crazy.

Heres the link if any CCers want to come and stalk me.
http://events.susu.org/?event=1983

ill be the one there wearing blue.

[Neoteny]

C'mon tonka, lead by example of what not to do... without further ado...

Times I was drunk and thought I was going to die #1

So... I'm at a "mate's" (I hear that's what friends are called nowadays) "flat" (again) one fine evening getting blitzed (surely legally) on some wonderful concoction of vodka and tequila that was roiling in my stomach. One individual was walking another individual (surely sober) to his vehicle while the rest of us were inside doing the drunken things that drunks do. All of a sudden the front door bursts open and one of two rushes in and spouts the following:

"Oh my god, you guys have to come outside! A fat kid just ran past me and hid in the woods behind the apartment!"

There was a moment of stunned silence while our minds slowly made the leap to how awesome a situation this could turn out to be before half of us stampede to the second-floor balcony while the other half goes outside for a closer look. Those of us on the balcony (I didn't quite trust myself with the stairs) then glared as hard as we could into the woods and shouted things like "come out, little guy, we have cookies" and various other food related condescensions, all the while trying to throw beer cans into the woods (most of the individuals were good ol' southern frat boys if this gives you any sense of what was going on).

Most of us had spotted what we thought to be the fat kid, but it wasn't moving so none of us were really sure if that was him. Those on the ground definitely thought that they saw something and began picking up our cans and chucking them at it. One of them, who happens to be French, ironically (we're quite a crew when you get us all together...) hit the thing I was looking at, but there was still no movement. Finally, my French friend inched closer to the woodline and the fat kid leapt out at him, causing Ollie, understandably, to throw his beer can at the kid with enough accuracy to pop the guy square in the middle of the face. It would have been a more defining moment for him had he not also jumped backward three feet and screamed like a girl.

Now that we could clearly see the fat kid, it became obvious that it was a 20-something year old scrawny dude. I don't know what the hell that guy was talking about. Anyhow, the dude ran off down the woodline and we organized a search party to hunt the kid down. Three of us, me included, stalked off after the guy, but came to our senses about five minutes away from the apartment when we considered the idea that the fat kid might have some sort of weapon and that our only weapons between the three of us were a pocket knife, two beer cans, and my Solo cup of miscellaneous liquor.

Needless to say, the memetics of our group was increased significantly that night.

[MeDeFe]

A mate of mine got so drunk he saw a white mouse, when someone else saw it as well we realized he wasn't that drunk after all. This was in 9th grade or so I think...

What else, oh, never drink 1/3rd of a bottle of whiskey, followed by an unknown quantity of wheat beer and a cocktail I don't quite recall anymore, I've seen what happens, lucky thing I wasn't the one who'd drunk the whiskey beforehand. You'll be praying at the porcelain altar for at least an hour.

But on the other hand, I once accidentally drank approximately 0.2l of vodka and was still the most sober one when we headed back. I say accidentally because we were outside, it was pitch dark, we had no flashlight with us and there was a mix-up concerning the bottles. Amazingly noone fell into the stream. You have no idea how a gas station attendant will look at you when you, at 1.30am, with a drunken smile on your face ask for a bottle of coke. We just didn't feel like drinking pure whiskey at that point. btw, the words "a car's coming" can have a great effect when the others are taking a rest, lying down in the middle of the road. Ah, good times.



Disclaimer: This is off the top of the author's mind who's currently drunk-posting.

[suggs]

Played bingo once.

[heavycola]

Looking back, most of my drunken antics have involved getting off with the wrong girl. I need to drink to blot out some of those memories.

[ignotus]

Looking back, most of my drunken antics have involved getting off with the wrong girl. I need to drink to blot out some of those memories.

Nah, that will only get you to bed with another wrong girl.

@ suggs: did you at least win?