Drunk storytelling time...come along with me

Ace Boobtoucher

Founder and Captain of the Douchepatrol
I once stole Mike Tyson' tiger, married a stripper, and stole $10,000 from a Chinese man at a casino who I later kidnapped and stuffed in the trunk of a car. Good times...

Seriously though, I don't usually drink enough to do anything stupid. :o I dated a really wild girl during college so I had to constantly be responsible for both of us. Ugh, I hate being a good person... :mad:

LIES! It was eighty thousand you stole from me.
 
id been 19 for about 2 months, and my parents had just left to Italy for a whole month. so, what does a 19 year old do when hes left home alone for a month and money for "food"? party of course. i set up a beer pong table in the garage, a smoking tent in the backyard, and my video games in the living room(there werent girls over all the time haha) and various amounts of beer/booze depending on the night. this was a time when my friends and i didnt hold much restraint if you cant tell. we have learned the errors of our ways since. anywho...

about a week into "the month" as my friends have come to call it, i was in the tent out back and my brother gave me a call. he told me he was having a party at his house and that i should come over. so my best friend, and two of my other buddies picked up some brews and headed over. we knew a fair amount of people at the party, and started mingling.

one of my brothers friends was a white, 6', 170lbs, black hair, brown eyed chick. she also happened to be 34 at the time. well my brother and this chick with a couple of his other friends were in front talking with my brothers buddy who stopped by while on patrol (hes a cop).

my friends and I come out, and start talking to the 34 year old. one way or another, the conversation of her tits comes up. she mentions that their fake (34D if i remember right) and of course my friends and I start going "no way, we dont believe you, prove it". so after a few minutes of this she pulls her shirt up just enough so that we catch underboob and incision scars. you think that stopped us? nope.

this is where the "let us feel em" came up. she then proceeded to say "only he can" pointing at me (which i still dont understand honestly). so she took me into the back room, took her shirt and bra off, and let me have at it. so at this point i had enough booze in me to get ballsy, and i made the move from touching to pinching and then to sucking. followed by making out while standing there, and finally onto the bed. soon enough, i start getting a blowjob and while this is going great i realize i see shadows on the wall in front of me. i look up and see the eyes of my buddy in the window, which immediately makes me stop her, zip up and start thinking. first thing that came to mind? open house, but how to get there? were both drunk, and she wasnt gonna drive.

at that point, she grabs my bro, takes him aside, and tells him "i want to fuck your brother, get me to his house". he laughs at her, looks at me while im standing there with a giant grin on my face and laughs again. he tells us to stay put, then after a minute comes back and tells us he got us a ride. who with? his cop buddy of all fuckin people. so me and her jump in the back of the patrol car, he gets in the car with his partner and were off. i didnt find out until a few days later, but apparently we were making out the whole car ride, i was sucking on her tits, and fingering her. all in the back of a fuckin patrol car. we finally get to my place, thank my bros buddy, and get inside. not 5 seconds later were naked and in bed, goin at it the whole damn night. after getting maybe 2 hours sleep we both wake up and start fucking again, while the Niners game is on. once were all done and the Niners had lost, her two friends came and picked her up.

obviously we were both a little red in the face, but she gave me her number and she went on her way. weve fucked a few times since, usually just drunk booty calls or when were both hanging out with the same crowd. but that, is definitely in the top 5 of my drunken stories. believe it or not, but it happened, and it will always be an awesome thing.
 
at my friends senior prom, i had the keys to the car and managed to get lost at some point during the night.

i woke up naked, under the comforter, on the floor, with some hot girl. had no recollection if we had fucked her or not.
since i wasnt sure, i just fucked her... again

gave her and her friend a ride home, since the car was still in the parking lot.
 

vodkazvictim

Why save the world, when you can rule it?
New years day when I was younger.
My mum awoke, came downstairs and found me kneeling on the floor in only a pair of boxers, head on the sofa, snoring like thunder.
 

PirateKing

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I'm disappointed. Every good drunk story ends with a soiled pair of underwear and vomity shoes.
 
Me and some buddies met some girls at a bar, went back to a friends house to keep the party going. We're all hanging in the backyard having a fire, when one girl decides to try and chop wood. She swings the axe, completely misses the log and gets the axe stuck in her foot. Her foot looked like the live long and prosper sign. Blood everywhere. We try calling an ambulance but she freaks out saying she'll end up in jail or some shit. Turns out she was underage and thought she'd get in trouble. So we offer her money to take a taxi since none of us were capable of driving, she declined that too. So after turning down an ambulance and taxi ride to the hospital, my buddy basically told her to get the fuck off his property because he doesn't want to be held responsible for her young ass. He shoved her through his back gate and said hit the road. We kept drinking and never saw her again.

She bleed to death and will haunt you guys tonight! lmao
 
I could make this the mother of all FO threads all on my own. Lets start off with something that will piss everybody off all at once.
Ever get drunk on a pub crawl round town?
Need to piss, don't you?

One university I went to was in Leeds.
There's a building in Leeds called the multifaith sanctuary. It contains;
a Sikh temple
A Moslem Mosque
A Christian church
A Jewish synagogue
A Buddhist temple

Yep. That's right. Didn't recognise it from behind. Walked up to it and drunkenly pissed on it.
So if any one of the 5 major faiths are right then I'm pretty much fucked.

Beat that people :tongue:

New years day when I was younger.
My mum awoke, came downstairs and found me kneeling on the floor in only a pair of boxers, head on the sofa, snoring like thunder.

These really aren't doing anything for/to me. :dunno: I've passed out in bushes, passed out at my gfs sisters wedding in the bushes behind the facility, woke up to go out to find my steering wheel covered in vomit and the fender bent. Been in brawl with my jerseys covered in blood and wake up in detox. Made out with women at concerts I barely knew. Passed out in port-a-potties at concerts.

When in HS we constantly walked out with kegs and cases from a local club. Totalled two cars (rolled one of them) and smashed up a few more. Just way too much for this 20-something year old to really post on here. Probably the worst was when I passed out on St. Pat's day in the bathroom at my university and got cuffed and hauled to detox (and someone lifted my laptop that night as well). I won't even go into some of the shit I've drank, but just a hint: stuff that is not meant to be drunk. Meh, my friends could tell you more about me though, because there have been many blackout along the way. :dunno:

I should write a fuckin' book on what not to do.
 
Blackouts are fucking scary is all I know.

Not knowing what happened between the last time you put a drink to your mouth and waking up (someplace)....Being fairly in control of what you're doing but your memory just shuts down...fucking scary shit.:o
 
Blackouts are fucking scary is all I know.

Not knowing what happened between the last time you put a drink to your mouth and waking up (someplace)....Being fairly in control of what you're doing but your memory just shuts down...fucking scary shit.:o

More stupid for me than scary.
But I just wake up sometimes and think shit like, why was I with that girl last night or why did I get into that fist fight?
It's like Madchild from Swollen says in Black Clouds: somtimes I can't even get out of my bed, thinking about the night before and stupid shit that I said... :cool:

But yeah, if you wake up in handcuffs and have mowed someone down with a half ton, yes, you will feel scared.


All I know is, If I go out, I wanna go out like Nic Cage in Leaving Las Vegas (actually, not really :o).
 
More stupid for me than scary.
But I just wake up sometimes and think shit like, why was I with that girl last night or why did I get into that fist fight?
It's like Madchild from Swollen says in Black Clouds: somtimes I can't even get out of my bed, thinking about the night before and stupid shit that I said... :cool:

But yeah, if you wake up in handcuffs and have mowed someone down with a half ton, yes, you will feel scared.


All I know is, If I go out, I wanna go out like Nic Cage in Leaving Las Vegas (actually, not really :o).

If you wake up with a memory of what you did...it wasn't a blackout. Blackouts are not like passing.

You are awake, conscious and relatively cognizant of your actions (what you're doing) albeit intoxicated but your recording of it in your memory has shut down.

You effectively have no memory of what you did or were doing for and entire block of time you were conscious.
 
If you wake up with a memory of what you did...it wasn't a blackout. Blackouts are not like passing.

You are awake, conscious and relatively cognizant of your actions (what you're doing) albeit intoxicated but your recording of it in your memory has shut down.

You effectively have no memory of what you did or were doing for and entire block of time you were conscious.

For me it comes in waves if/when I drink REALY heavy. The night I rolled my car, I remember some parts (like rolling my car and the bitch on her cell right behind me at 2AM) and don't remember other parts (like leaving the club in my car). That, for sure, it disconcerting.
 

Spleen

Banned?
I once walked a very long distance home, about 2 hours walk. I was incredibly fucked, but because what I had been drinking wasn't my usual, I wasn't used to the state it had put me in. All I can remember thinking is "I'm walking really straight, how can I be walking so well in this state?".

Next day I found out I was actually been carried by someone because every time I tried to walk I stumbled into oncoming traffic.
 

vodkazvictim

Why save the world, when you can rule it?
These really aren't doing anything for/to me. :dunno: I've passed out in bushes, passed out at my gfs sisters wedding in the bushes behind the facility, woke up to go out to find my steering wheel covered in vomit and the fender bent. Been in brawl with my jerseys covered in blood and wake up in detox. Made out with women at concerts I barely knew. Passed out in port-a-potties at concerts.

When in HS we constantly walked out with kegs and cases from a local club. Totalled two cars (rolled one of them) and smashed up a few more. Just way too much for this 20-something year old to really post on here. Probably the worst was when I passed out on St. Pat's day in the bathroom at my university and got cuffed and hauled to detox (and someone lifted my laptop that night as well). I won't even go into some of the shit I've drank, but just a hint: stuff that is not meant to be drunk. Meh, my friends could tell you more about me though, because there have been many blackout along the way. :dunno:

I should write a fuckin' book on what not to do.

You're betraying your age. Child.
Nobody has shown an interest in yours whereas some people have shown an interest in mine.
Yours are quite boring and routine. Familiar to everybody.

So, you drink and drive? Hold on a minute, while I tattoo "Twat" on your forehead...
 
You're betraying your age. Child.
Nobody has shown an interest in yours whereas some people have shown an interest in mine.
Yours are quite boring and routine. Familiar to everybody.

So, you drink and drive? Hold on a minute, while I tattoo "Twat" on your forehead...

Oh, go fuck yourself, please. Did I not say I'm an example of what not to do, you twit? I could go on and on about my war stories, but I'm NOT proud of them, so I made a pretty brief post. Believe me, I've paid a pretty heavy price for my mistakes ($15K in one night, for instance) but I'm alive and kickin' with enough money to start my biz next year AND I'm going to recieve a BA late this year.

Pretty good for the shortcomings that I've went through. I'd give anything to be a choir boy like my best friend/cousin, but I'm not and I've went through hell only to come out on the other side because of my perseverance and determination.

So you pissed on a church? Woopty fuckin' woo. I've pissed IN THE BACK OF A POLICE CAR, tough guy. Your silly story(s) are weak. Get back to the pub with the rest of the prunes and drink a Guiness for me tonight, drunkard. :1orglaugh
 

Spleen

Banned?
Now we'll see who can piss the furthest.
 
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