One night, we went out to "The Hotel." Since the Hotel isn't really a good time, and both of the pool tables were in use, we decided to get a cab to bring us to "The Shak" (the bar owners are sooo creative in my area). There were four of us in the back seat and it was pouring out, so we were all damp and a bit disgruntled. One of my friends started getting into it with the cabbie, becasue apparently he wasn't going the right way. So I got into it with her, telling her that OBVIOUSLY he knows how to get to the Shak. He is, after all, a cab driver. Anyways, we get there, and there's this lady that dances like a chicken. We call her "The Chicken Dancer." I have added her dance style to my "Doob's Dancing Montage," which I started that night. Anyways, the Chicken Dancer stepped on my friend's foot (the one who I got into it with in the cab, standing up for the cabbie even though he did take the long way), and my friend was none too pleased. So, last call rolls around, and she decides that she wants an apology. So she goes barreling back into the bar, looking for the chicken lady. While the rest of us are outside in the rain. There was also a man with a funky hat (read: weird) and a dream catcher round his neck hanging around all night. Well, their are two cabs out front, a van and a car. The car pulls away just as the Chicken Dancer and her friend do a runner to get away from my crazy drunk friend who demanded, and got, by the way, her appology. Anyways, Chicken Dancer and friend get into the van cab, and Dream Catcher weirdo jumps in after them. The van goes three feet and stops, and Dream Catcher weirdo is evicted. Which sucks because one, the van taxi was gone and the car had already left, two, it was still raining, and three, Dream Catcher Weirdo was still hangin out. So, we call another friend to come get us, and start walking. We get to the ball field, and me and one of my other friends (not the one I got into in the cab with) decide that we have to pee. Really bad. Lucky for us, there's a porta potty in the parking lot of the ball field. But it's raining, November, and 2am. So, we barrel down the hill anyway, me in sneakers, her in spiked boots, though the snow and into the porta potty which, joy of joys, actually has toilet paper and hand sanitizer in it. So we peed, each of us holding the door open for the other (as it's dark and creepy) and not looking. And that's my story!
2006-06-28 17:58:02
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answered by crazyallie 3
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I fell off a large cliff when I was drunk. I'd just gotten my first real job and went drinking at a pub on the headland overlooking a beach. We were taking a shortcut down to the beach after the pub closed at 3 am.
I jumped on to what I thought was a brush covered rock in the small amount of moonlight that there was. It turned out to be the top of a very large tree that was growing at the base of the cliff. I fell about 3 stories, but because I was so drunk I was really limp and didn't hurt myself. Not even a bruise.
Then I found I was only half way down the total cliff face and had to stumble my way out. After that we went for a swim in the surf in our boxers (it was the middle of winter) and turned up at a bakery in the near by village at 5:30 am, freezing cold, drunk, wet, still dressed in the clothes I went to the interview in.
The expression on the guy's face was priceless.
2006-06-28 15:58:09
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answered by smelly pete 3
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I was told i passed out on the floor and then i remember getting back up only to get drunk some more!!!!
2006-06-28 16:56:25
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answered by sw 2
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My best friend took the chain saw out of the back of my truck one night while we was drinking and tried to cut down an aluminum lamp post w/ it. Thank god the thing went dull and he gave up before he hit the the 240v lines!! Cost him 100 bucks for a new bar and chain too!!!
2006-06-28 15:49:24
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answered by halton13316 6
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some of the things I have done are too shameful, I don't want to glorify getting drunk, drink should be enjoyed responsibly and getting drunk is not the object of drinking. I don't drink anymore at all.
2006-06-29 03:28:50
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answered by sparkleythings_4you 7
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I sang a country western song at Karyoke and everyone clapped. The song was "Stand by Your man"
2006-06-28 15:50:20
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answered by happydawg 6
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even as i became like 22 i went with my husband to a kin social gathering. the girls do not drink yet i did and that i have been given **** confronted. I went out to the vehicle to smoke a cig. i became so inebriated i laid down at the front seat to smoke. even as i became finished i have been given out of the vehicle and were given all spun round. the houses all looked a similar. so i went to the domicile i concept became the position i became and the front door became locked so i went round to the part to the part gate to pass contained in the back backyard. properly i broke contained in the gate and went round back to get contained in the domicile. The backyard became darkish and quiet. i tried the back door and it became locked i glanced contained in the window and talked concerning the associates of their underclothes staring at television. I left and positioned the the right domicile. won't be able to believe they did not listen me stumbling round their backyard. lmao
2016-11-29 22:54:56
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answered by ? 3
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I table danced... on a pool table, with about 50 people watching... I heard about it for weeks.
2006-06-28 15:46:46
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answered by bebe75204 4
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