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09-18-2006, 02:18 PM | #1 (permalink) |
The Sexual Intellectual
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What Kind Of Drunk Are You
Seeing as though the who would you like to go for a drink thread has been bumped I wanna know what you people i`m supposed to be drinking with are like after a few , so feel free to tell any drunken escapades here.
A few of mine.... At a friends houseparty I fell asleep in the bathtub , woke up a little later & found myself chatting to this girl while she was in the middle of taking a dump. At another party was chatting to this girl who worked in a bakery with my best friend. Told her she had lovely muffins before passing out right in front of her. Went to a pub one night and spent the night chatting to the barman , it was his last night working there & he thought the manager was a c*nt.Spent the whole evening getting double JD & Cokes for 5 pence each off him while telling him to get one for himself .I think me , him & my best friend got through 4 bottles of the stuff by the end of the night. Was chatting up this girl & steadily getting more drunk , went to the toilet , came back & carried on chatting her up. About half an hour later my friend came over , pulled me aside & told me I went back to the wrong seat and was chatting up a totally different girl. Had sex with my boss`s wife.
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09-18-2006, 02:27 PM | #2 (permalink) | |
"Your mom?"
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Good work with the boss's wife...
Few of my drunk stories... Kicked in a road name sign... Punched a Art shop door... Pissed on a guys car... Told a girl she had a nice rack in front of my girlfriend... Threw up for 3 hours at my girlfriends house...The second time they met me... Walked around my friends party with my cock out... The one I regret most (and it was an accident)...I punched a chick...Not hard...My mate ducked and I caught her straight in the jaw...Took it pretty well for a girl...
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09-18-2006, 02:32 PM | #3 (permalink) |
The Sexual Intellectual
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Another one I remembered.
Was at a club with a bunch of friends , one of them knew this really rich girl who`s parents were away.She wanted us to come back to hers for a bit of a party. We walking there with her when she was stopped by her ex boyfriend.She gave the house keys to one of my mates & told him to let us all in & grab a beer. When we got in a couple of guys decided to go exploring and a couple of mins later came downstairs with the contents of this girls underwear draw. When she walked in about half an hour later she was treated to the sight of 10 guys sitting around her kitchen table drinking beer wearing her underwear over their clothes.
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09-18-2006, 03:18 PM | #4 (permalink) |
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The worst I've ever been is a night I do not remember, but I was told the stories:
-We were sitting on a hill and all of a sudden I straddled my friend lindsay saying "I wanna have sex with a girl!" -I was with my friend Chris laying my head on his thigh and all of a sudden I started biting the shit outta his leg. -Myself and two other girls attacked my friend Charles' neck and chest, pinning him to the ground and biting ever so softly, leaving him with killer hickeys the next day. -Myself and the two other girls then moved on to my exboyfriend Mike. -Lindsay had a puppy and I named it Toby even though his name was Bandit. First off I started trying to make out with it...with tongue. Second I got tangled up in it's chain. -After I was laying on a hill puking my guts out while they force fed me crackers and water to help, they attempted to take me into the house to pass out. However, I resisted screaming at the top of my lungs as they pulled me "THEY'RE GONNA KILL ME!" I find it funny I can only remember that stuff because they told me. If they didnt, I would be oblivious. Other little tid bits: -I've pole danced for about 20 people in a basement(fully clothed though-I didnt have THAT much to drink). -I walked along a busy road with a Smirnoff in my hand(mind you, drinking age here is 21 and I am 17) and yelled at cars on my way to a playground. -I jumped into a jacuzzi fully clothed because I thought I had more clothes inside, but I didnt. -I've slept on a pool table.
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So here's to living life miserable.
And here's to all the lonely stories that I've told. Maybe drinking wine will validate my sorrow. Every man needs a muse and mine could be the bottle. |
09-18-2006, 03:24 PM | #5 (permalink) |
Atchin' Akai
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I have a confession to make.
About a year ago I came home completely leathered and logged onto MusicBanter. I began to make a thread (with one eye open) in the Lounge about how I hated and despised everyone on these forums. The rant included a member by member character assassination, with me going into great detail about each persons faults and annoying ways. Needless to say...it went on for ever (this being a drunken tirade of abuse) complete with the obligatory drunken spelling mistakes. Fortunately, by the time I'd finished (enough to get me a life ban) my posting time limit ran out. That's the kind of drunk I am. |
09-18-2006, 03:37 PM | #7 (permalink) | |
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09-18-2006, 03:39 PM | #8 (permalink) |
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About three weeks ago, after I broke up with my boyfriend, I drank for about a week straight. And each night I'd get online, like musicbanter and myspace. And I was picking fights in the "your day" thread. And after a quick verbal joust with Les Paul, I said something and was like "Heeeeeeeeeere moddy moddy moddy! Heeeeere moddy!" You want the bone!? GO GET THE BONE!". At the time it was REALLY funny. But PTS ended up deleting everything that happened and warned me.
I can be an angry drunk. I like picking fights and flipping over tables and yelling a lot. I also tell it how it is!
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So here's to living life miserable.
And here's to all the lonely stories that I've told. Maybe drinking wine will validate my sorrow. Every man needs a muse and mine could be the bottle. |
09-18-2006, 03:41 PM | #9 (permalink) |
The Sexual Intellectual
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I start fights & stand back and watch them when i`m drunk.
I started a mass brawl in a nightclub once that got the place closed down for the night.I sat outside watching people fighting & getting marched out into the police van.
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Urb's RYM Stuff Most people sell their soul to the devil, but the devil sells his soul to Nick Cave. |
09-18-2006, 03:42 PM | #10 (permalink) |
Raptor
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^nice one. rofl. I'd start something but I'd remain in the brawl and punch dumb blonde bitches as they tried to run out.
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So here's to living life miserable.
And here's to all the lonely stories that I've told. Maybe drinking wine will validate my sorrow. Every man needs a muse and mine could be the bottle. |
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