I once travelled home by shopping trolley, but we raced in the carpark and I crashed into a bush.
Next time I bought a wheely bin home and crashed into the front door.
Unsurprisingly I lost my licence and the wheeled bin was later torched by thugs one night.
2006-11-29 03:24:52
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answer #1
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answered by Wattsie 3
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I used to live in a village and used to go to a near by town for my nights out. I would catch a train to and from the town. One night I got so drunk the only thing I remember is walking down the alley way at the back of the house I had just left thinking I have no idea were I am and I've missed the train home. The next memory I have is waking up in my bed at half 7 in the morning. To this day I do not know how I got home. As I didnt have enough money to get a taxi home. The fact that I couldn't remember truely scared me. To lose around 5 hours of your life and have no memory is a truely sobering thought. I could have ended up doing anything and had no recollection of it. I have a blury memory of going to the party but it ends with me stumbling down a strange alley way. then a blank until I wake up in my bed. My mates didnt even see me leave and have no idea either.
2006-11-29 03:55:18
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answered by wandera1970 6
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Oh my god there are so many. I'v gotten a spin on a milk van once when I was stumbling home at 6am, that was fun. I was pushed around town in a shopping cart once, but never made it home. Iv jumped into a car with total strangers. The best was once my brother was trying to get a lift home from his friend who was drunk, but the car was full, so he jumped ontop of the roof as a joke, but the driver turned the joke around and drove two miles with him on the roof of the car with his fingers gripped into the front windows. Now that must have been one wild spin home!
2006-11-29 03:26:11
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answered by Alana B 5
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I have been so trashed that I didn't go home for three days and when I finally did appear I found out that they thought I had been abducted and called the police. I came home and went to bed for two days to recover from drinking too much, not that I told work that though.
The police asked me where I had been and what I had been doing and the only thing I remembered was that I had been celebrating a friends 21st.
2006-11-29 03:26:37
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answered by Anonymous
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Hand cuffed and via the police holding cells then the feckers made me walk home in the morning and no bloomin breakfast
2006-11-29 03:20:30
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answered by Anonymous
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TO CUT A LONG STORY SHORT.5 bus rides later. i finally got home. fell asleep on all of them. only 1 bus ride home what a numpty.
2006-11-29 06:31:27
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answered by busby58 2
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Astral projection.
No wait, that was breakfast projection.
I have what I like to refer to as a "beer compass". After a certain number of pints, it automatically swicthes on and guides me home. It does this ON FOOT, regardless of where I am.
2006-11-29 03:20:06
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answered by people are scum 4
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Once I got home ok. The only problem was I then left my house and walked somewhere else thinking I was going home.
Great.
2006-11-29 03:22:29
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answered by Anonymous
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I once go home ( at least the last part) on the back of a milk float
2006-11-29 03:22:48
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answered by Bindesh M 2
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UFO that's the only explanation I can come up with for the alien i woke up next to the following morning
2006-11-29 03:20:55
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answered by . 6
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