Drunktard Stories

I just remembered, last time id had a bit to drink with my bro, i was bored so i decided to dack him infront of muma and his wife for the hell of it. Got his pants down but missed his boxers. He turned around and said something like "be thankfull im even wearing them" all his wife would say is "not much to look at". Then predictably my brother got a bit grumpy and mum just said "im gonna side with ur wife on that one, remember i used to change your nappies". I just laughed.
 
I just remembered, last time id had a bit to drink with my bro, i was bored so i decided to dack him infront of muma and his wife for the hell of it. Got his pants down but missed his boxers. He turned around and said something like "be thankfull im even wearing them" all his wife would say is "not much to look at". Then predictably my brother got a bit grumpy and mum just said "im gonna side with ur wife on that one, remember i used to change your nappies". I just laughed.

lol :lol: Was he pissed at you the next day? :p
 
Got the idea to bump this, talking on MSN with dreams_of_eternal_hate about recent drunken stories. :lol:

Fuck, I got a bunch of stories... like the time last summer where I got fucking wrecked. I had eaten a full box of cereal beforehand. Puked pretty much all that cereal up (freaks me out, as it was pretty much all cereal as well). :lol: Then I ended up wandering around the town in my boxer shorts, at 11:00 at night.

Ended up walking by the house of this chick I liked as well, just in my fucking boxer shorts. In retrospect, I'm just like "fuckkkkkk" :lol:

Met up with my father on the street that night as well. He asked me if I was drunk... being the fucktard I was, I denied that shit. My excuse was that "it was too hot out", and that's why I was walking around in shorts. Mind you, I fumbled that shit, and said I was too cold instead, so it was pretty evident anyways. :facepalm:

Apparently I've become notorious for drunk-dialling people... I remember only one instance of doing so. I ended up calling a girl I knew, at 8:00 in the evening (I did not know this though), asking her if she wanted to hang out until 8:00. :lol:

Then there was last night, I got drunk as fuck, and ended up taking turns playing Call of Duty 4 on Xbox live with some buds of mine. Ended up getting into a drunken verbal fight with some guy for calling me a fat cheeseburger-eating American. :lol:

Fuck, I need to not drink as much.
 
couple of weeks ago I was at a house party and got really fucking drunk...
I played piano with my ass, the host and I whacked each other in the face with a frying pan (expains the headache :lol: )... all in all, good times.

At some point I decided that it's probably a good idea to sleep, so I went up the stairs, entered the host's bedroom, locked it and crashed on his bed.
I didn't know that pretty much everybody left their wallets and purses in that room.

And when I woke up the next morning I found 5 missed calls on my cellphone, as well as a text message in my inbox that didn't make the slightest bit of sense (something about skiing :zombie: ) and another one in the outbox that was also kinda cryptic.

I puked and went downstairs, took my jacket and wanted to go home - when I realized that I lost my fucking shoes. So I took the most trashed looking pair of shoes that I could find there and left a note saying "My shoes are gone. Very funny. Took another pair."

Later that day the host, who is an old friend, called me and was VERY FUCKING PISSED... He told me that he almost kicked in his own bedroom door to kick my ass :lol:
And also he told me what happened to my shoes: Some idiot who got drunk smashed something in his kitchen, so they threw him out. He took my shoes. Bastard.
 
I was with my band mates one time drinking. Wasn't that interesting tho, sitting on the floor drunk talking with the vocalist "Are youu okaay?"

"Yeaaaaah man"

Also when I was outside waiting for a cab I sat in the snow because I was tired.

How boring:(
 
Apparently I've become notorious for drunk-dialling people.

I feel so much less alone now. :lol:

I drunk dialed a friend of mine once, left her a voicemail, and what do you know? She's still got the voicemail saved.

I really hope she doesn't remix it and make it into a ringtone, which it's likely she will.
 
Got wasted round a mate's, suggested we get back into parkour (free running) then and there. Suprisingly got to the top of the wall then forgot how to get back down, had a panic attack, then someone decided to get a ladder (after what seemed ages, must have been like 20 mintues) was fine going down till the last few feet where I fell off the ladder onto my face, luckily it was onto relativley soft earth. :lol: Fail is me.

Butt's story was one of the most amsuing I think:kickass:
 
I'm a lightweight when it comes to alcohol. 4 1/2 beers and I couldn't even walk.
I was crawling on the floor saying "Tobbbyyy, i need the loo"
It was funny.
but i had to try and sober up cause my mum was picking me up afterwards.
whoops. LOL :lol:
I had abit of hangover. -.-
i didnt sleep well that night
vivid dreams :S
 
once i was walking up the stairs and when i got my cellphone outta my pocket i didn't stop moving my arm but opened my hand so the cellphone hit the wall. must have looked pretty cool.
once i was falling down the stairs and when i got hold of the edge of the railing i kept falling so i revolved around the pole hitting the other side of the railing with my whole body. at least i wasnt just falling down the stairs.

nothing special but funny moments.
 
Necrö;8084900 said:
couple of weeks ago I was at a house party and got really fucking drunk...
I played piano with my ass, the host and I whacked each other in the face with a frying pan (expains the headache :lol: )... all in all, good times.

At some point I decided that it's probably a good idea to sleep, so I went up the stairs, entered the host's bedroom, locked it and crashed on his bed.
I didn't know that pretty much everybody left their wallets and purses in that room.

And when I woke up the next morning I found 5 missed calls on my cellphone, as well as a text message in my inbox that didn't make the slightest bit of sense (something about skiing :zombie: ) and another one in the outbox that was also kinda cryptic.

I puked and went downstairs, took my jacket and wanted to go home - when I realized that I lost my fucking shoes. So I took the most trashed looking pair of shoes that I could find there and left a note saying "My shoes are gone. Very funny. Took another pair."

Later that day the host, who is an old friend, called me and was VERY FUCKING PISSED... He told me that he almost kicked in his own bedroom door to kick my ass :lol:
And also he told me what happened to my shoes: Some idiot who got drunk smashed something in his kitchen, so they threw him out. He took my shoes. Bastard.

I just found out that the guy who took my shoes slept in the bushes, punched some guy who wanted to help him in the face, got picked up by the police, whom he spit at and finally spent the night in prison :lol:

man, what an adventurous night for my pair of shoes
 
I remembered that like a year ago I was at a festival and pretty drunk, so me and my friends were walking outside and I saw this dude and I thought he was Tuomas from Nightwish. So I hugged him and congratulated him on the fact that Finland had won the UEFA Cup. I really don't know why :')