(for the bad kids) "good" drunk stories??

[gang$tarr]

hahahaa, i'm drunk right now, juss got back from a party...... split a 40 size bottle of kahlua wit 2 people, oh i am fuckin done

I'm a fuckin alkaholik and i love it

[XOO8x]

great stories!

[JD@af]

Here’s a good drunk story to add to my repertoire. About a month ago, I was out in a bar in Hartford called The Pig’s Eye Pub. It was a stellar evening, as I was downing my current favorite, Red Bull and Stoli (spelling?) Vanilla vodka. This not only gives me a great buzz, but an impressive “permagrin” as well. And it was just working to full effect of magical charm. It was so damned good that at one point I was walking around on the balcony, and as I was passing by this guy who was hitting on some girl, he asked her “so what do you look for in a guy?” She gestured over to me, and said “someone like him.” Not to boast, but that’s the kind of evening it was for me. I remember talking to this one girl who had a shirt with a picture of a bridge on it (the bridge image stretched across her chest), and I admitted that even though the bridge was very pretty, I really liked looking at it because it allowed me to look at her breasts without being quite as obvious as it normally would be for me to do so. Then there was her friend, who was wearing these very sexy, tight white pants. For the life of me, I couldn’t see any panty lines, so I kept asking her (the girl with the bridge shirt) “are you sure your friend’s wearing underwear?” And I got away with it all!! The women of Hartford didn’t stand a chance against me!!

To make a good evening even better, I was naturally in no state for driving when all was said and done on this night. I’ll give my two friends Ari and Michelle a lot of gratitude, because not only did they drive me back to the building where they lived, let me crash in Michelle’s empty apartment, and give me a bottle of Dasani water to help my alcohol and caffeine-induced dehydration, they even drove my car over to the building and parked it outside for me. Awesome is an understatement in describing a situation this beautiful.

Anyway, I wound up meeting like 8 to 10 girls, and I was so buzzed I didn’t even bother getting phone numbers, and I didn’t care either. At last call, one of the girls I had been talking to bumped into me, and with her friend Kim right there with her, said that I should gave Kim a call. But she didn’t give me her number, just her name and the town she lived in.

Of course I immediately forgot Kim’s first name, so the trip back to the apartment building I kept asking Ari and Michelle for typical Irish first names. I finally got it, so from bed before I were to forget it again, I called information to get her number. I forgot that when you call from a cell phone, they automatically connect you. So here it is, about 2:30 am, and the Kim’s phone is ringing. Fortunately her answering machine picks up, but then she picks up. So I sit there shocked for a second, and then I say “uhh.. did I meet you at Pig’s Eye Pub tonight?” She of course says yes. Not the best way to get it done, but it worked. She and I have now been dating for about a month, give or take. Never know how or when you'll meet someone you really like.

[primera man]

JD...You sound like a good mate to get on the piss with

Any way....a few years back we are at this huge party in this 2 story building. Doing the normal things like getting drunk and chatting up any thing in a skirts etc.....free beers/food....got as smashed as hell !!!

Now this place is packed fill of people and the toilets have a waiting line of 10 people plus.

So boyz being boyz a few of us decide we might as well piss off the balcony all night. So with most of us not being able to see 2 feet in front of us let alone stand, we all piss off this balcony for the next 4-5 hours thinking its a huge laugh.

So after most of us pass out at the party, we wake up in the morning and after the coffee fix we say our goodbuys and thanks for the night.

We get down to the bottom to hop into our mates car to drive home and nearly throw up by the stink in his car.

After checking things out.......we then looked up and found that we had parked his car right under neath the balcony and had been pissing all night in through his open sunroof

OH SHIT !!!!

[Lizard King]

OMG! lol I bet he wasn't ammused.

[JD@af]

That is a fucking GREAT story, Primera Man, albeit as tragic as it happens to be. Awesome!!

[primera man]

Originally posted by JD@af
That is a fucking GREAT story, Primera Man, albeit as tragic as it happens to be. Awesome!!

Yeah he was pretty gutted at the time but now its a huge laugh to us when we think about it.

Anyway this same guy had some real bad luck because about 2 weeks later he was driving us all home after another hard drinking night.(he wasnt pissed,he had picked us up after his work) and stupid old me threw up over his dashboard (he wasn't to bloodly happy).
Any way he cleaned it all up(thought he had) and went to pick up his new date. Soooooo after the movies they are driving home and shes moaning that its cold.....so he turns the heater and fan on and................lets just say i had a good bite to eat before he picked us up and quite a bit went down the air vents which then flew out over her ........he came a knocking on my door later that night wanting to kill me !!!!!!!! as it had taken him a long time to finally get this really hot date with her ....hahahahahaha..

[JD@af]

Man, you are just too much. That's like the kind of shit that happens in movies, that, you know, would NEVER happen in real life.. right? That is some funny ass shit. Please, keep the good stories forthcoming. This is turning into one hell of a thread (and if I'm ever in New Zealand I know who I'm hanging with ).

[gang$tarr]

This just happened last night (friday) after this big party at my friends house there were like 40 people walkin down to the plaza by his house, at about 2 am, well after awhile the cops came, i had my back back on with 5 beers in the bag and my friend walkin with me had 4 in his (from a 24 we split, of corona). We're walkin and this cop drives up to us and tells us to stop, he checks our bags, finds the stuff. We gave him our IDs so he could check us out in the computers (we're both 16), so we're like fuck, we're screwed. Especially my friend, he just payed an underage drinking fine that same day, hahahahaha
We're both so drunk, and we're like officer we haven't had anything to drink yet tonight, we're so sorry for the trouble. My friend is like I wish i was a police officer, is it hard to get your job? it sounds like a good career, hahaha
the cops ended up lettin us off without bein charged, that was another close one

usually we don't really get searched, since we all look like good kids, me and all my friends are preps..... cops would rather check a guy wearin ripped clothes and really baggy pants. then a bunch of us wearin like khakis and polo shirts

[ales]

Is it legal for the police to search your bags just like that???

[hdtboy]

I thought i'd revive this thread, it looked lonely and neglected on page 61. it also makes for some interesting reading

[hdtboy]

About the worst i've done was last year when my 16 year old brother and i killed a $10 bottle of bourbon in 5 minutes.
Suffice to say i had most of the bottle and got rather intoxicated.
I ended the night in quite a bit of pain after trying to run up a pile of gravel which wasn't there.

My present squeeze met me while i was under the influence, and now thinks i hook up with random chicks when ever i go out, it doesn't help that my mates tell her i do just that regularly

[gang$tarr]

Originally posted by ales
Is it legal for the police to search your bags just like that???

no! i just learned that

one of my teachers said that it is illegal for the police to search your bags unless you say it's okay!

but if you say no, then there can be alotta complications...

[Steel]

might as well chime in

Well this is a sotry of being both drunk AND high!

My friend <anonymous> had a nice party at his house, about 12 poeple there, with anough alcohol for aobut 40 (bascially, the guy the borught the alkie - his car's rear end was draggin!) so anyway, things are getting good n atuff. I dont remember pissing out in the front yard. My friend had to take his girl home, but he was drunk and high as a kite, and i was telling him not to, but he went anyway. So there i was standing at the end of his driveway in february in a t shirt and jeans, freezing my ass off, watching him waiting for the blue flashy's to come on so taht i could scram home. He made it fine, thank god. But lets see, oh yeah, we got his dog drunk and high that was funny, cause after the dog just sat there staring at the wall, the whole nite.

um...hehe yeah, when we spilled red vodka all over his white carpet, we just kinda stared at it going "heh heh...that's gunna stain" ..um..some time passed, marks hottie sister tricked me into "smelling" the cake, which she promptly shoved my face into. They have pictures. Then me and his sister were flinging cake all over the house at each other. My freind then took a butt from one of the girls, thinking it was a joint, and when he realized it wasnt, he flicked it right at her forehead, and burned her, but she was sloshed so she couldn't remeber. Oh yeah, we have a pictire of 70-something empty bottles sitting on his table too, ill have to scan that for you guys. i dont remeber the rest of the night, but the next ...afternoon, i woke up between his sister and her friend, who are both gorgeous.... I was happy and fell back asleep. WOO! that was a great night. One to remeber...well whatever of it i can.

[shadowboy]

not much of a story here, as i really don't remember what had happened

it was the last day of school, 11th grade.

i went to a party at this kid kurt's house.

he lives way in the boondocks, and of course, the party was on the "beach" of a nearby pond, bonfire and all.

i had just moved to another place so i was kinda down. (memories and what-not)

so i went.. and had a drink or two, or 3, or actually, i do not know how many...

apparently my mom's bf at the time had showed up to find me piss drunk (no.. i do not remember him being there)

well apparently i had crashed in the grass somewhere, and woke up wearing a pink sweater.. knowing not where it came from.

from what i have heard i was talking to my beer... although i cannot remember it

if i could have remembered more i am sure i would have a MUCH better story