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I've been known to jump fences of motels and get into hot tubs (not turned on, unfortunately) on a whim, which generally means I dont have a swimsuit on. I've jumped onto a stage in a bar with a friend while a live band was playing, stolen the mic from the singer and attempted to sing his band's original song that we'd never heard. Thankfully the band thought it was hilarious and weren't pissed off. There have been a few incidences of table dancing, and for some unknown reason I tend to overestimate my climbing skills quite drastically, which has resulted in being stranded on the roof of my house and not having a clue how to get myself down.
I've been told I'm an entertaining drunk |
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Between christmas and new years I guess I was something of an angry drunk.
basically yelled a lot, passed out, and then woke up with an amazingly horrible headache. that and I developed a slight speech impairment. . . . |
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I am not drunk
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I am so bored.
I'm a very affectionate and honest drunk. And I slur my words together like nonother. |
Hmmm...once, a friend and me went to the San Antonio Riverwalk and bar hopped from our hotel, all the way to Coyote Ugly, which was quite away away. On the way there, had 2 margaritas and a few beers. Then, once we got to Coyote Ugly, we proceeded to have between us 2 jager bombs, 8 shots of Patron, 8 of something with Malibu rum with in it, and 2 shots of Captain Morgan. Then we got on the bar with the bartenders and started dancing. Except I was so wasted, the bouncer had to help me onto the bar, where I hip bumped my friend and almost sent her sailing. On the way back to the hotel, my friend decided to walk on the Riverwalk side of the walkway so I wouldn't fall in (she's hardcore, girl didn't even hurl later!). We passed a cop on the way back to the hotel, and I said very loudly to my friend that we'd better walk straight or else we might get arrested for public intoxication. Way to go brain child. Thankfully, he had mercy and we walked the rest of the way back to the hotel where I proceeded to puke myself inside out.
Good times! |
My best mate was pushing me home in a shopping trolley and we were stopped by the filth who then asked if I was disabled. I retorted with the fact that if I was disabled it's a pretty crap wheelchair. They managed to see the funny side.
Again best mate and I had a few and decided to run all the way home with shirts off. Fairly unremarkable until you find out it was the middle of winter and it was a two mile hike. A favourite of ours is to play chess when we get home after a night on the lash. Again unremarkable, until you hear that my chess set is also a drinking game that is comprised of shot glasses with the pieces emblazoned on the side. Yes you have to drink the shot if they take your piece. Fairly smashed to say the least. About 8 of us starting to do the usual macho arm wrestling gig and proceeded to break a table. I don't chat women up when i'm drunk, I am not a confident lad really but I sometimes drunken text and then realise i have sent a load of crap messages the next morning. |
Knocked myself out against a caravan, after puking bright red vomit. Everyone thought i was dying apparantly.
Mooned a few people, naturally. Sprinting down a street knocking on every door on the way. Punched a waiter in the face. (Accidentaly) Woke up at a completely different house party to the one i started at. Many. Horrible. Women. Yeah, i'm a bit of an arse when drunk. Me at my worst was when, while already fairly drunk, decided to down half a pint of rum with added Chili powder. As you can imagine that burns like hell, so i downed a pint of cold milk to neutralise it. Much throwing up ensued. |
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