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Fill in the blank ONE TIME I WAS SO DRUNK I............
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ONE TIME I WAS SO DRUNK I............fell outside of a club while doing some sweet dance moves on the ice and broke my wrist in two places.
It should be added that I had snuck out of my house to get there, was 17 with a fake id, and was so drunk that when it happened I didn't feel a thing. The next day however, when it was the size of a softball, I suspected something was up!
Ah to be young!
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shiit the bed. And peed and puked... I was 15. My parents found me in bed, covered in poo. I was dropped off by a friend who basically carried me up the stairs and put me in bed and left (thank goodness he took care of me and thank goodness he LEFT). I went to the hospital the next day for a shot to stop the vomiting...
can't wait for my kid to be a teen!!
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oh yeah and my parents also called the VERY nice guy who brought me home to ask him if he gave me drugs. but no, it was just a boatload of rum. oh Lord, that was the worst. he was completely sober and a sweetheart. I offered him my virginity that night, apparently -- I would tell you everything I did that night but it's all secondhand...
let me repeat -- can't wait to have a teen!!
There was also the time I drank a jug of red wine at a college party (you know it's the good stuff when it comes in a jug,) and was discovered by a few party-goers passed out in the lawn curled up next to a garden gnome.
They then carried me back to my dorm room and put me in my top bunk bed- none of which I remember. I had to piece it all together the next morning, it started with me wondering why I had so much grass stuck in my hair!
1) threw up on my date to our sorority formal on the ride home. this was not a boy I was dating or knew all that well for that matter-I just liked him and asked him to go. yeah, we didn't go out again.
2) passed out on the toilet. not sitting on it...but I must have decided I was tired and sat on the floor and then fell asleep with my head ON the toilet (ew). This was at my friend's boyfriend's apartment that he shared with 3 other guys. One of the guys found me and carried me downstairs to the couch. Apparently I also fell off the couch at one point and they proceeded to laugh at me. I never woke for any of this.
...broke a table. Story goes that at a sorority semi-formal I went to hug a friend of mine, leaped across the bed in the hotel room, and knocked him flying. I was too drunk to remember it. Fast forward a few weeks, and we're at a frat hall party. Same friend is in the room where we were, again, sloppy drunk. I remember shrieking that I was going to hug him and I was going to remember it dammit. Leaped again across the room, landed on the table, and completely smashed it.
I carried one of the legs around with me the rest of the night. I was the Great Lambda Chi Tablebreaker for quite awhile.
You take my ovaries, I take your yarns.
passed out on the bathroom floor of my dorm. Lifted my foot up to flush the toilet, fell backwards and just it was as good a place as any to fall asleep.
I guess that is pretty tame compared to some of the posts. I really can't share my drunkest moment. LOL
Oy. I feel like mine are bad enough that I need to do 2 truths and a lie.
1. Had sex outside a bar, standing up against a wooden fence along a very busy road.
2. Woke up in a neighboring state with a man whose name I still do not recall. I do recall doing the deed, though.
3. Was thrown out of a bar, so my boyfriend and his friend put me in the truck and went back in, since it wasn't even 11. I puked all over the back seat, let myself out which caused the alarm to go off, and was found asleep on the curb.
Oh, and then there's the time a bouncer caught me peeing on the floor of a dance tent at a music festival. He wasn't amused.
I have lots of fun stories but rarely drink more than one drink anymore. Ugh.
..drank yards of grain punch @ a Halloween party. I puked and passed out on the couch. The last thing I remember is "we have a casulty aboard the Enterprise" The guys were dressed like star-trek characters.
I woke up covered in barf the next day...Klassy!
jenni i vote for #2 as the lie too!
#1 well, isn't that common? or maybe i'm a ho ...:) (but not u!)
#3 is too detailed to be the lie
In college my 3 roommates and I were at the bar and one roomie went home earleir then the rest of us. Just after she left the guy she had a huge crush on showed up. we proceeded to bring him home to her at the end of the night. She was in bed, sober, no make up, wearing sweats and we dragged this poor guy to her bed. No idea what he was thinking, but he didn'tstay long. She got over it surprisingly quick!
walked out of the bathroom with TP coming out of my pants. I apparently I didn't get it to go all the way in the toliet before I flushed...
seperate occasion: made a fool of myself crying desperate of a guy and he was right there.....gave me a ride home and passed up my advances. He was sober...
Got wasted at a work party along with my boss (who had just one Manager of the year) and her husband. ?They crashed at my house that evening and apparently I very loudly announced from my room (multiple times) that she did not deserve Manager of the year since I did all of her work. ?She was in the guest room right next door. ?
ONE TIME I WAS SO DRUNK I woke up in our hotel room in New Orleans and had to pee. For some reason I left the room, took the elevator down to the lobby and wandered around down there, looking for a bathroom. Couldn't find one so I went back upstairs to our floor, into the ice/vending machine room which was across the hallway from our room and peed on the floor. Then went back to bed. In the morning, I heard the cleaning lady go in there and start swearing very loudly.
ONE TIME I WAS SO DRUNK I cried in the arms of a co-worker at a Christmas party. I swear he hated my guts and I confronted him about it, asking him why he hated me, I was a good person, etc. Just about everyone in the office witnessed this (thankfully most were just as drunk). Then I started crying and hugging him. My poor DH was there (we were engaged at the time) and had to rescue me, then apologize to the cab driver for me puking in the back seat all the way home. The next day at work was pretty awkward, to say the least!