Zep 0 #26 July 21, 2005 > Whipped like the familly pig! < That is good, I'm going to remember that, Funny drunken story. When I was a teenager I lived on an smallish Island SW England our only form of entertainment was to buy a couple of kegs from Burts brewery, one night after a good drink we all crashed out on a friends living room floor I woke up in the small hours on top of my mates girlfriend doing the naughty. I'd been dreaming of my girlfriend an She'd been dreaming of her boyfriend. Needless to say our gasps of surprise woke up the rest, Her boyfriend was not amused. They got Married a year latter An I was invited to the wedding. Not funny drunken story. One night six of us bought a couple of kegs, sat on the beach drinking the night away. Only five of us woke up. RIP, Rockon (His name) Gone fishing Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Remster 30 #27 July 21, 2005 QuoteThat is good, I'm going to remember that, I'd take the credit, but I stole it from That 70's Show.Remster Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Peej 0 #28 July 21, 2005 5 of us were walking home one night from a beach bar when a snake slithered across the road in front of us. One mate slurs to another other "you catch it, you've got shoes on, it's safer". Needless to say it was a highly poisonous snake and it bit the dude on the thumb. He ended up in hospital. We were 15 at the time and watching him explain to his folks in garbled slurs, in between trying to picking up nurses, that we hadn't been drinking was pretty funny. Advertisio Rodriguez / Sky Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
livendive 8 #29 July 21, 2005 QuoteFun drunk story... When I turned 19 my friends took me out and got me shit faced to the point where I passed out in the middle of the road with a lit cig in 1 hand and a beer in the other... That night ended with everyone in the bathroom watching me power puke!!! And the realization that I had a psych exam the next morning!!! One night in San Diego I went out with the guys to strip clubs etc...ended up at a party somewhere near base. One of my buddies, Jeff, had duty the next day, so he got out of there a little earlier than me. I remember starting to walk back, getting inside the gate, then waking up in the shore patrol office, wearing one of those mexican blanket things, covered in puke. They'd found me passed out in the middle of a road. They took me to my barracks, and I crawled into my bunk. 10 minutes later a bunch of people started shouting right next to me...it turned out Jeff, who slept in the bunk above mine, had made it all the way back to the barracks, but then pissed in the corner and fought one of the watches. Neither of us got to go out drinking the following weekend. Blues, Dave"I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew) Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
waltappel 1 #30 July 21, 2005 QuoteI'll have to dig them up... I would post for all to see... I'm not afraid.. I mean hell, just look at my avatar! How about posting a full-size version of your avatar? Walt Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
lawrocket 3 #31 July 21, 2005 Quoteyou'll appreciate this... i did the 12 mile army sack race (ruck march) after staying up all night drinking with half of my detatchment. that was a morning to forget!! QuoteWhen I turned 19 my friends took me out and got me shit faced to the point where I passed out in the middle of the road with a lit cig in 1 hand and a beer in the other... That night ended with everyone in the bathroom watching me power puke!!! And the realization that I had a psych exam the next morning!!! Oh, my college days. Early on in my college life, I was fat, drunk and stupid. Later in my college life I was far more square. Lean, sober and pretty damned studious. The drunkest I ever was was my 22nd birthday. I'd planned on staying in for the night and relxing (goodness I needed it). At about 8:00 a friend comes by. Scott said, "Hey, guys, it's sorority night at Spike's place. Wanna go?" My roommate says, "Come on, Jerry, it's your birthday." This was instantly followed by two female voices saying, "It's your birthday?" How could I resist? We go to Spike's place, and there's a long line to get in. After a half hour of no movement, we decide to ditch it and head to Alex's Cantina. The sorority vixens stayed behind. Each of my ten friends decided they had to buy me at least one drink. By 12:30 that night/morning, after mixing beer, wine, and spirits to a large degree, I was pretty fucked up. I recall Brian saying, "Jerry! Why are you still standing? Actually, HOW are you still standing?" I dunno. I'd have probably blown a .35 by then. I scribbled down a couple of phone numbers (after buying this nice young lady a Shirley Temple - she thought it was a cute gesture and talking (I was slurring) - a little nip and giggle but nothing more) and finished the night with a couple of triple Jagermeisters. I got home and passed out at 2:30, as well as many pass outs on the way. How I din't black out, I don't know. That morrning, I was up at 5:30 a.m. for PT. I was still TANKED! How the hell was I gonna do PT (house of pain was scheduled - running the stadium stairs with pushups and situps between laps) when I could hardly stand? My fellow RTOC Nazis called me "Ned Flanders" before that cool January Friday. I'd just go and try it. Turns out tha I did pretty well. There was a large gap between me and the group behind me by the first lap. After the first lap, while doing situps (which truly sucked) one of the members of the peloton asked me what the hell I did the night before. Apparently, they were backing off because of the distillery that was exiting my pores. I REEKED of alcohol. After an hour of this and a lot of water, I walked back to my apartment to prepare for class. I felt great! I figured out that you can exercise off a drunken binge and prevent a hangover. Showered, ate and made my 8:00 class (my French teacher was so cute!). The next year, we would throw a party for the younger cadets before our field exercises. They'd be hung over and we'd see how they handled it. Looking back, jeez were we dumb. My wife is hotter than your wife. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Peej 0 #32 July 21, 2005 QuoteQuoteI'll have to dig them up... I would post for all to see... I'm not afraid.. I mean hell, just look at my avatar! How about posting a full-size version of your avatar? Walt Now THAT'S what i'm talking about. Oh lord, it's 23:00 here and i'm still at work. That's ok though cos we've been drinking for a few hours. Advertisio Rodriguez / Sky Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
linny 1 #33 July 22, 2005 i't s not eeven sunset yet and i'm totally done...... waths a better story than that?!?! peefj come back to cali ok btw, i tibfibbed too Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
jumpchikk 0 #34 July 22, 2005 The most memorable drunken experience I had was when I took one of my really good girlfriends out for her 21st b-day. She got shit faced, the guy we were with got fucked up... I was the most sober of the three. Anyway, we get into his Pathfinder to go to his apt. and I get in the backseat with her. (big mistake).... She puked all over herself and all over me. I ended up taking not only all her clothes off but mine as well. The guy gave me his shirt to put on and we found a blanket to wrap around us. We are a mile from his apt. and here we come up on a roadblock... Our only saving grace was that the guy we were with was a cop here in TN (he lived in GA)... Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
sharimcm 0 #35 July 22, 2005 I'm getting to it... I'm still looking for that damn CD with the naked Ramen noodle wrestling on it first. Grrr... I *THOUGHT* it was in my car... "I had a dude tip his black cowboy hat to me after I provided him with a condom outside my hotel room at 3-something in the morning." -myself Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Paige 0 #36 July 22, 2005 Now I match your post description, I'm listening to Bob Marley, 'Is This Love', there's a big surprise hu?!?! it's one of my favorite songs of all time. Bob is all kinds of goodness Is this love? Is this love? Is this love? Is this love? That I'm feeling....Is this love? Is this love? Is this love? Is this love? That I'm feeling.... I wanna love ya, I wanna love and treat you, love and treat you right, I wanna love you... every day and every night.....Tunnel Pink Mafia Delegate www.TunnelPinkMafia.com Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Superman32 0 #37 July 22, 2005 Quote I'm getting to it... I'm still looking for that damn CD with the naked Ramen noodle wrestling on it first. Grrr... I *THOUGHT* it was in my car... Sure, sure... I call LIAR... Any other naked picture of you will at least show good intention Inveniam Viam aut Faciam I'm back biatches! Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
freeflir29 0 #38 July 22, 2005 QuoteWhipped like the familly pig! Yeah...............so what? Wow.............I REALLY have to put a password on my computer. Some CRAZY DRUNK bastard got on here last night and made a bunch of posts. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
wingnut 0 #39 July 22, 2005 i guess the stories my sister told me about her trips with her college caving club were true..... she made them sound very much like skydivers, but without the camera gear..... ______________________________________ "i have no reader's digest version" Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Peej 0 #40 July 22, 2005 WHAT? Damn girl, did ya make the incidents forum at least? Sending you a PM now! Advertisio Rodriguez / Sky Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
sharimcm 0 #41 July 22, 2005 Yeah, cavers are almost exactly like skydivers when it comes to extra-cirricular activities... You know, the drinking, partying, drinking, partying, Ramen noodle wrestling... I'm one step closer to the pics. I found the hard copy, but not the CD. "I had a dude tip his black cowboy hat to me after I provided him with a condom outside my hotel room at 3-something in the morning." -myself Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
lisamariewillbe 1 #42 July 23, 2005 hehehehee Good boy Sudsy Fist: i don't think i'd ever say this Sudsy Fist: but you're looking damn sudsydoable in this Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
