Murr
22-07-2010, 10:34 AM
Well... Sorry if a thead similar to this is kicking about, the search tool returned nada results..
So.. yeah... Drunken Stories... Lets hear some then?
I'm sure everyone has alot to tell. i certainly do, i'll begin with a few of mine which i've shortened down (they may seem lame / poor to people, but when they were actually happening... man they were funny)
* i've seen my friend insist he could smash a melon over his head when he was drunk, he tried it twice, both times a very sickening thud could be heard as he head butted the melon.
* we've stumbled in from the pub drunk, same friend from above is hammered and we begin attempting to make food in the kitchen, my friend then gets lazy and starts eating cat food from the floor, he knocked the dish that my cats milk is in over the floor and rather than mop it up... decides to suck it off the floor and attempt to drink it / lick it up.
* another friend and me walking home, and he suddenly gets this alter ego... Pie-derman. so on the walk back we have to walk through a cemetry. at this point he attempts to climb the church insisnting he can do it. on the same walk home in the disntance we can hear a group of people... he then stops me to say... "My chav senses are tingling, we should go a different way!"
* on an occaion we've got to centre parcs for the weekend, and one friend has managed to score a crate of wine from a customer he installed a kitchen for. well wine isnt his strong point, especially red wine. as the night progresses his lips become purple due to the red wine. he eventually passes out. obviously we're all really mature people and draw dicks all over his face and arms...
* we've gone to Devon for the weekend. me and one friend (the guy from the first story) decide to go for a walk on the beach, we're very drunk... and High. theres some seaweed on the beach in the shape of a hand, we walk to it and my we're both convinced its a hand wigh maggots crawling all over it, so we run... as we're running my friend is shouting "Can you feel that, things crawling on your feet?" i reply no... but we stop and he's convinced that little maggot things are crawling all over his feet.
* on a visit to London we've got 3 hotel rooms booked up. we're getting drunk in one room, we decide we need an ice bucket, or 3. so we take the bins from the hotel rooms we've got. and begin a search in the hotel for an ice machine. so we're running around corridors in underwear, with bins and beer looking for an ice machine.
* Back to centre parcs now and we're just playing ...sigh truth or dare. events that followed were me running around the forest naked, me spending an hour sat in the living room with just a sock on my weiner, me going to the main swimming / bowling / arrival complex in my friends girlfriends bikini....
* In Mauritius ( I Love it there :) ) the first night me and my 3 friends are there we go to the Capital Port Louis and go to some of the bars around there. now on the way back we need the toilet. in the centre of the city is a stage as theres been some sorta festival take place..... we think the only decent thing to do is to piss on stage. i face palmed the next morning when i re-wound the night in my head.
sorry for the long post, but there's so many stories to tell, as i imagine you've all got numerous tales to tell... so please... do :)
So.. yeah... Drunken Stories... Lets hear some then?
I'm sure everyone has alot to tell. i certainly do, i'll begin with a few of mine which i've shortened down (they may seem lame / poor to people, but when they were actually happening... man they were funny)
* i've seen my friend insist he could smash a melon over his head when he was drunk, he tried it twice, both times a very sickening thud could be heard as he head butted the melon.
* we've stumbled in from the pub drunk, same friend from above is hammered and we begin attempting to make food in the kitchen, my friend then gets lazy and starts eating cat food from the floor, he knocked the dish that my cats milk is in over the floor and rather than mop it up... decides to suck it off the floor and attempt to drink it / lick it up.
* another friend and me walking home, and he suddenly gets this alter ego... Pie-derman. so on the walk back we have to walk through a cemetry. at this point he attempts to climb the church insisnting he can do it. on the same walk home in the disntance we can hear a group of people... he then stops me to say... "My chav senses are tingling, we should go a different way!"
* on an occaion we've got to centre parcs for the weekend, and one friend has managed to score a crate of wine from a customer he installed a kitchen for. well wine isnt his strong point, especially red wine. as the night progresses his lips become purple due to the red wine. he eventually passes out. obviously we're all really mature people and draw dicks all over his face and arms...
* we've gone to Devon for the weekend. me and one friend (the guy from the first story) decide to go for a walk on the beach, we're very drunk... and High. theres some seaweed on the beach in the shape of a hand, we walk to it and my we're both convinced its a hand wigh maggots crawling all over it, so we run... as we're running my friend is shouting "Can you feel that, things crawling on your feet?" i reply no... but we stop and he's convinced that little maggot things are crawling all over his feet.
* on a visit to London we've got 3 hotel rooms booked up. we're getting drunk in one room, we decide we need an ice bucket, or 3. so we take the bins from the hotel rooms we've got. and begin a search in the hotel for an ice machine. so we're running around corridors in underwear, with bins and beer looking for an ice machine.
* Back to centre parcs now and we're just playing ...sigh truth or dare. events that followed were me running around the forest naked, me spending an hour sat in the living room with just a sock on my weiner, me going to the main swimming / bowling / arrival complex in my friends girlfriends bikini....
* In Mauritius ( I Love it there :) ) the first night me and my 3 friends are there we go to the Capital Port Louis and go to some of the bars around there. now on the way back we need the toilet. in the centre of the city is a stage as theres been some sorta festival take place..... we think the only decent thing to do is to piss on stage. i face palmed the next morning when i re-wound the night in my head.
sorry for the long post, but there's so many stories to tell, as i imagine you've all got numerous tales to tell... so please... do :)