What's the craziest thing you've done drunk?

I had an electronics lab today and it was my friend's idea to have a few drinks before at the bar -- I had a few Long Island's and it was pretty funny to see me in the class. I actually did more work in that lab yesterday than most times in that class.

then watched him stuff it down his pants infront of 18,000 onlookers. No I didnt get back stage :mad:
Probablly for the best.

great story. :yourock:

I was 18, and crazy drunk. I feel so ashamed :(

It was college. Student loan money was delayed for some reason. I needed money. I had a fifth of amaretto left. So I went up to Memphis from Ole Miss to Amnesia, the big gay bar.

In the parking lot, I downed about 3/4 of that bottle of amaretto. My partner took a few shots, but stayed decidedly much more sober.

We went in and signed-up for the contest. We were ushered backstage to wait.

This nice-lookin' guy went out first.
Then a not-so-nice looking guy.
And another guy.
Then me.

I still can't remember those two-and-a-half minutes. I remember that the lights were so bright that I couldn't see most of the crowd. I also remember the song.. "ya gotta lick it/before you stick it .." Men stuffed money into my boxer briefs. Mostly ones, a few fives.

Then my partner went to dance. "Quicker than a ray of light.. quicker than a ray of light.."

All contestants went out on stage for judgement. The audience cheered for the winner. My partner got first place. I got second. Our rent would be paid!

We went backstage to get dressed. Then we went through the groping crowd to the DJ booth so we could collect the funds. A few hundred, plus the tip money. As soon as we got the cash, we made a beeline for the door. Our mission complete, and my bf sobered, we went home.

:thumbsup:

I'm not proud, but then again, I'm not particularly ashamed. We were at the club for under an hour. That's a great hourly wage.

Damn!!

you go! :toast:
got an mpeg of the event?:shrug:

:evilgrin:

Cuz that's just disturbing! :-)

"college experiences"...

we are waiting :)

I can't remember, and I've never let anyone even begin to tell me much of what I did that night. What I do remember is this: my friend Al -- my 7-foot-tall, 200lb, West Virginian friend Al -- was forlorn about breaking up with his girlfriend, and he showed up at my door with a hangdog expression on his face and a 12 of PBR in each hand. He sat across from me, put a 12 down in front of each of us and said "First one done wins." We tied at an hour and a half. Being quite beyond rationality at this point, we went to the corner store and bought flasks of diluted gin.

Apparently, I went to a friend's birthday party that night.

Fast forward to the next morning. I awake (sort of) in the most brain-blistering pain I've ever experienced. Seriously. My root canal had nothing on this hangover. I'm face down, alone, but there's a sock I'd never seen before on my pillow. I get up and, um, purge. Violently, and for a looooooong time. Over the course of the next two days I find that a good number of my friends are now scared of me, and I no longer have a girlfriend. For the whole next week in school, people make that cringing avoidance face when they pass me in the hallway. What I did learn of that night was this: In going home from the party, I fell down a flight of stairs, whacked my head on the wainscotting, and got up and sallied forth like nothing had happened. I then proceeded to whack my head again, this time in the usually not-so-difficult process of opening my own door. The sock on my pillow, I found out a few years later (and to my extreme relief), was that of my newly-ex-girlfriend, who let's just say went home disappointed.

Ah, college...

That was many years ago. I don't drink much these days.

...when I was young and stupid. I NEVER do that now. I was very, very lucky nothing ever happened.

i won, but only because i was the only one who did not commence to vomit when we were done.

years later i watched the film "flirting with disaster" where an fbi agent is dosed with lsd and he is seen running thru the desert in his underwear shouting "i can't catch the wind!"

my tequila laden night was a lot like that scene.

:evilgrin:

Hey. I was drunk.

hey, I was drunk!

Worst 30 seconds of my life.

over 7 years ago. I pursued her relentlessly. After half a year, we finally ended up in the same bed together. I was so nervous that I drank one of those big (I mean BIG) bottles of wine by myself before. The next morning she asked me if I had multiple personalities!
I remember being in love.

I flipped him off and said, it's not in my job description John-boy.
Next week is my 25th year there. he's been gone 20 years now.

I was going to use the slang "John Bull", but only the Australians would readily 'get it'. :evilgrin:

:D

Voted Republican...

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I would ever be that drunk, to vote republican -- Remember the slogan -- "Friends don't let friends vote republican".

:P

a lake in Madison, Wisconsin...in November
:scared:

I had no change of clothes and lived 300 miles away. Ended up getting pneumonia.

I guess this would fall under "stupidest things done drunk."