After checking out that vid that morgan posted and then seeing a few people sharing stories about there own experiences i figured id start a well deserved thread for it..so post your best or worst drunkin fool story here
Me and a few people went down to atlantic city for the night it was my buddys 21st birthday and we only live about a half hour away so its kind of a ritual for anyone around here that turns 21..There is a bar in the tropicana that serve $5 40's so we planned to stop there and have one and then hit the blackjack tables...
a couple hours and a few 40's later we completely abandon the idea of even gambling and we end up heading back home to polish off a few bottles and play some beer pong. This is where the night starts to get fun.
Around 3:30am we hear a knock at the door so my buddy yells (doesnt even go near the door just yells from across the room) asking who it is. The conversation went as follows...
"Who Is It"
"Barnegat Police can you open the door sir"
"Quit fucking around matt you know im too drunk for this shit right now"
"Sir this is the police if you dont open the door then we will open it"
"Matt man quit it your fucking up my buzz"
about a minute goes by and he decides to go open the door..turns out it really was the police lol they got a good laugh out of it too surprisingly but basically just said keep the music down they were getting noise complaints.
On with the night...
End of the night comes around,my vision is quadtracked by this point in time so i decide im gonna go home and sleep in my own bed rather then crash on the kitchen counter with a loaf of bread as a pillow, i live right around the corner and i figured the walk wouldnt be too hard. a buddy decides to crash at my house too being there wasnt really much space left at the other house. We get to my place and when i got in i realized that the walk up the stairs to my room woulda been too much so i just crashed on the couch and told my buddy if he can make it up there then go for it. I get woken up around 830 in the morning (mind you we stumbled in around 5) so im still kind of drunk.
Now when i got woken up the weird thing was it was my neighbor that woke me up...I gain the focus in my eyes a little bit and i ask him what hes doing waking me up this early and howd he get in my house..Well ladies and gentlemen i live in a duplex and as it turns out, instead of opening the door on the left i opened the one on the right..he wasnt in my house, i was in HIS house on HIS couch and yelling at him for coming into my house and waking me up as early as he did. For about 10 minutes im trying to tell this guy to get out of my house and im literally pissed as hell at him for coming in..He finally points to the wall of pictures of him and his girl and the light dawned on me.
I then told him "shit man daves sleepin upstairs in one of ur bedrooms then" he goes up and checks and says no ones in any of the rooms so i figured maybe he had got up early and left already...
I then get my drunk ass up and out of his house, take the 5 steps over to my door only to see said persons legs hanging out of my front door...this is how he fell asleep...legs on the front porch and upper body in the doorway and into the house. So who was i talking to when i went into the neighbors house is beyond me. moral of the story kids-
Lock your doors, you never know what drunkin fool is going to come in and crash on your couch
sorry for the book but figured youd get a better picture if i outlined the whole night
Me and a few people went down to atlantic city for the night it was my buddys 21st birthday and we only live about a half hour away so its kind of a ritual for anyone around here that turns 21..There is a bar in the tropicana that serve $5 40's so we planned to stop there and have one and then hit the blackjack tables...
a couple hours and a few 40's later we completely abandon the idea of even gambling and we end up heading back home to polish off a few bottles and play some beer pong. This is where the night starts to get fun.
Around 3:30am we hear a knock at the door so my buddy yells (doesnt even go near the door just yells from across the room) asking who it is. The conversation went as follows...
"Who Is It"
"Barnegat Police can you open the door sir"
"Quit fucking around matt you know im too drunk for this shit right now"
"Sir this is the police if you dont open the door then we will open it"
"Matt man quit it your fucking up my buzz"
about a minute goes by and he decides to go open the door..turns out it really was the police lol they got a good laugh out of it too surprisingly but basically just said keep the music down they were getting noise complaints.
On with the night...
End of the night comes around,my vision is quadtracked by this point in time so i decide im gonna go home and sleep in my own bed rather then crash on the kitchen counter with a loaf of bread as a pillow, i live right around the corner and i figured the walk wouldnt be too hard. a buddy decides to crash at my house too being there wasnt really much space left at the other house. We get to my place and when i got in i realized that the walk up the stairs to my room woulda been too much so i just crashed on the couch and told my buddy if he can make it up there then go for it. I get woken up around 830 in the morning (mind you we stumbled in around 5) so im still kind of drunk.
Now when i got woken up the weird thing was it was my neighbor that woke me up...I gain the focus in my eyes a little bit and i ask him what hes doing waking me up this early and howd he get in my house..Well ladies and gentlemen i live in a duplex and as it turns out, instead of opening the door on the left i opened the one on the right..he wasnt in my house, i was in HIS house on HIS couch and yelling at him for coming into my house and waking me up as early as he did. For about 10 minutes im trying to tell this guy to get out of my house and im literally pissed as hell at him for coming in..He finally points to the wall of pictures of him and his girl and the light dawned on me.
I then told him "shit man daves sleepin upstairs in one of ur bedrooms then" he goes up and checks and says no ones in any of the rooms so i figured maybe he had got up early and left already...
I then get my drunk ass up and out of his house, take the 5 steps over to my door only to see said persons legs hanging out of my front door...this is how he fell asleep...legs on the front porch and upper body in the doorway and into the house. So who was i talking to when i went into the neighbors house is beyond me. moral of the story kids-
Lock your doors, you never know what drunkin fool is going to come in and crash on your couch
sorry for the book but figured youd get a better picture if i outlined the whole night
