• Your worst night out.
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[QUOTE=LorencBag;38414636]Hey now, I'm a nice guy.[/QUOTE] You sound like a criminal. [editline]12th November 2012[/editline] I recall one raucous night out with "the lads". We had just stumbled from the local watering hole when, in an outburst of typically "laddish" behaviour, one of "the wolf pack" just smashed an expensive piece of furniture upon the pavement. Upon witnessing such outlandish "laddery", we all promptly fell about, laughing uproariously. Of course, after the obligatory kebab, as is customary for a "lads night out", we then took the bus home and had a good night's rest, just what a growing "lad" needs.
[QUOTE=Lancer;38415682]The people want details. Give us what we want![/QUOTE] She was fat, black and I took her up the bum. That is all that is needed. I was pretty stoned and I don't know how it happened. A few beers, most of a bottle of Southern Comfort, a few Jaeger bombs, 6 or so shots of Stroh (80% Austrian rum shit) and a few spliffs. Ended the night... there. Noisy, drunken, sloppy, unprotected anal sex. I was so gone I remember talking to myself then falling asleep on her. Fucking Casanova right here. My penis is but a stump with the amount of vigorous cleaning I have done to it.
[QUOTE=DevilX;38422597]She was fat, black and I took her up the bum. That is all that is needed. I was pretty stoned and I don't know how it happened. A few beers, most of a bottle of Southern Comfort, a few Jaeger bombs, 6 or so shots of Stroh (80% Austrian rum shit) and a few spliffs. Ended the night... there. Noisy, drunken, sloppy, unprotected anal sex. I was so gone I remember talking to myself then falling asleep on her. Fucking Casanova right here. My penis is but a stump with the amount of vigorous cleaning I have done to it.[/QUOTE] Hey at least the black woman wasn't a black man, and it wasn't you getting unprotected black dick up the butthole.
[QUOTE=Lancer;38423768]Hey at least the black woman wasn't a black man, and it wasn't you getting unprotected black dick up the butthole.[/QUOTE] A fine observation squire, and for that I suppose I am glad.. never been one for vigorous bum rape from a black guy.
Really liked this girl, like really really. Party at a friends place, there was only like 10 people there. Girl and this asshole guy spent the whole night in a bedroom together getting up to all sorts of crazy shit. I saw in the other room and watched the Spongebob movie.
Went to a party, got really high, couldn't get home, fell asleep in a ditch, woke up the next day to a few middle-school kids throwing rocks at me. [editline]13th November 2012[/editline] Literally stoned.
The first time I had alcohol I didn't know shit so when I asked my friends what was good, they gave me a cement mixer and I got to feel the pleasant sensation of chunks forming in my mouth. I threw up everywhere, not alot, but everywhere, so I had to go walking around covered in my own vomit.
Just a few months ago. Be 16, tired of school and working all the time, pick a weekend off and talk to my friend named Zach about getting 50 shades of fucked up. Me, having money from working 30 hour weeks and him, knowing who to talk to for some pot, teamed up to buy an 8th of an ounce and a bottle of some cheap berry flavored vodka and a 2 liter of sprite. Go to his place at like 8, parents say to be home at 12. Smoke a fuckton, drink about 2 cups of vodka&sprite and my buddy says we're going to pick up his girlfriend (he stayed relatively sober all night. I did not.) At this point I'm happier than all hell and just giggle, get up and stumble out the door. We meet her in the parking lot of a movie theater, along with some of her friends. I, in an intoxicated slur, tell them to "come over here and suck my dick" repeatedly. I got turned down, obviously. I then lit a cigarette and proceeded to take two puffs, drop it on the ground and almost set napkins and receipts on fire before I find it again. I finished it still, of course. So go back to his place, me and his girl smoke and drink, me more than her, while he stays pretty clean. We do whatever, I don't really remember this part, but we later go out and pick up one of his friends. I think his name was James. So we go out, drive around and bullshit, at which point I begin the stereotypical "I LOVE YOU BRO" drunken rant (I had just moved to town and didn't have any other friends, was pretty bummed out about this and alcohol makes you say dumb things). We drive to the middle school, decide to climb the fence and smoke a bowl on the 50 yard line of the football field. Fuck around there for a bit, then head back. Thats about all I could remember. I was later informed I punched a hole in his table on accident (one of those wooden frame things with glass plates on top), drank until I spilled all over and they cut me off, smoked and dropped my cig again, hit on his girl all night (mostly just me saying different variations of "suck my dick") and wake up in the morning with marker on my face, a tampon taped to my forehead, and sunglasses that I had no idea whose they were. Its like 10 a.m. I was supposed to be home last night. Oops. Get home, my stepdad is waiting for me in the door. As I walk in, he starts immediately by smacking me in the back of the head and yelling at me with my mom. Long story short, I pulled some shitty sob story about not having any friends and I just wanted to hang out with Zach, but he brought a friend with who pressured me into all this. Grounded for a week and I haven't seen Zach since. Fucking fun as hell at the time, but cringeworthy in hindsight.
[QUOTE=Geiger;38431246]The first time I had alcohol I didn't know shit so when I asked my friends what was good, they gave me a cement mixer and I got to feel the pleasant sensation of chunks forming in my mouth. I threw up everywhere, not alot, but everywhere, so I had to go walking around covered in my own vomit.[/QUOTE] I wouldn't call those friends but if they were they have a good sense of humor
Went to a LAN party, chugged 4 BAWLS energy drinks when I had zero tolerance to energy drinks. About 2 hours later I had a massive headache and my chest was aching. Now I can have 5 - 6 BAWLS ( I haven't done it since quakecon ) and be fine.
[QUOTE=darcy010;38431184]Really liked this girl, like really really. Party at a friends place, there was only like 10 people there. Girl and this asshole guy spent the whole night in a bedroom together getting up to all sorts of crazy shit. I saw in the other room and watched the Spongebob movie.[/QUOTE] Man, this sounds like shit. How depressing. [editline]13th November 2012[/editline] [QUOTE=Zerokateo;38432214]Went to a LAN party, chugged 4 BAWLS energy drinks when I had zero tolerance to energy drinks. About 2 hours later I had a massive headache and my chest was aching. Now I can have 5 - 6 BAWLS ( I haven't done it since quakecon ) and be fine.[/QUOTE] This sounds like the greatest nerd story I have ever heard, no offence though.
Nothing completely mental, but I thought it was a pretty weird night out. So me and two mates go to this club and start drinking. After a few beers we chat up these four girls and have some drinks with them. 10 shots of jager each and some other drinks later we get really drunk and walk out of the club together. After a drunky walk around town doing silly shit the girls invited us to their house. We accept immediately and go to this (quite nice actually) two-floor house of theirs... We sit down, continue drinking and talking. Unfortunately, the only girl that seemed interested in getting one of us in bed was the fat one. The others had completely no interest in any of us and rushed straight to bed. I tried walking in their bedroom and getting under the covers but it didn't work, they just got pissed. So it was me, my two mates and this fat girl in one room drinking. She tries chatting up one of my mates, and brings him upstairs. A few minutes later they both come back down, and I later find out that he told her he was gay as an excuse. The other friend of mine crashes in a random bedroom, so this fat girl gets her phone and calls another of her friends (who wasn't home yet) and says: "hey, you'll probably find an italian guy in your bed.". 10 minutes later this redhead enters the house, goes in her bedroom and tells my friend who was lying on her bed: "sorry, I haven't shaved my pubes tonight so I can't have sex.". Meanwhile the fat chick drags me into her room, locks the door and slobbers all over me saying some dirty stuff that I can unfortunately remember. After pretending to be too drunk to have sex I manage to convince her to stop, she opens the door, I rush out grab my friends, run out of the house and jump into a taxi.
One night I'd been out with friends, and just drank far too much. I ended up sleeping outside the cinema at the the top of the high street and woke up at 10 the next morning, with the high street being pretty busy. Another night I'd ended up being an emotional wreck and just leaving a club in tears. I ended up sleeping behind some shop like a tramp. When it got to about 7am, I woke up and tried walking home while still completely drunk. I ended up walking in circles and kept ending up back in the high street.
Didn't happen to me, but a friend of mine shouted out to a girl that was seductively dancing on a kitchen table "You look like a [I]bodybuilder![/I]". This was in a party where 70% of the people were close girl friends. When he said this - I shit you not - the girls turned to give him the most horrifyingly angry stares as one, like a hivemind of angry bitches. My friend was too drunk to fucking notice, he just sat there laughing at what he thought was a hilarious joke. The girls proceeded to screech and scream and squeal bloody murder at him, and another friend of mine had to grab dumb-fuck friend by the arm and rush him upstairs so the mass of swarming, angry girls would calm the fuck down. Once my dumbass friend was out of sight, the girls rushed me and started bitching about him, asking me why I hung out with such a "fucking twat" and that I should just "forget that loser" haha it was terrible. Walked upstairs to where my dumbass friend was being lectured by the other guy about shit [I][U][B]you never say[/B][/U][/I] to girls, and I just said "Hey, you're fucked man. You're fucked." Sucked for him. It took him months before the girls allowed him to any parties they were at (cause we were basically a big group of semi-close friends, and parties were always hosted at someone or other's house, so if they didn't like you or someone they were friends with, you'd be fucked for an invite).
I was the only one who went to the bar. 6 hours of awkward sober sofa sitting at a bar. I didn't move at all during those hours.
My whole year at school was celebrating the end of year 12 with a scav hunt and that actually went pretty well. However when it was done and our scav hunt group (four of us) were heading off in one of our cars to chill we kind of got jumped while exiting the meet up place for the hunt by some lunatics. They climbed on the car, threw shit in through the windows at us and that. Managed to get away and soon after organised some more boys and drove around like a convoy, three cars full of people driving around trying to find the people who messed our friends car and jump them. We sadly never found them. [editline]13 November 2012[/editline] I haven't really had any too bad nights out, I do go out usually and do drink with friends but nothing bad has ever really happened
[QUOTE=junker|154;38432332]Man, this sounds like shit. How depressing. [editline]13th November 2012[/editline] This sounds like the greatest nerd story I have ever heard, no offence though.[/QUOTE] Doesn't bother me at all, I go to these things monthly.
My friends 18th birthday. Was pretty drunk, and decided to drink directly from bottle when i sobered up. Nuh uh, bad idea. Last thing i remember was me crawling on floor doing silly things. Then waking up near bowl of my vomit, being hungover (and drunk) for the rest of the day.
[QUOTE=Zerokateo;38432214]Went to a LAN party, chugged 4 BAWLS energy drinks when I had zero tolerance to energy drinks. About 2 hours later I had a massive headache and my chest was aching. Now I can have 5 - 6 BAWLS ( I haven't done it since quakecon ) and be fine.[/QUOTE] Yes this truly is the nerdiest story in here I think... Wiped out on energy drinks... King
[QUOTE=Lancer;38461224]Yes this truly is the nerdiest story in here I think... Wiped out on energy drinks... King[/QUOTE] Well, I'm only 15 so going out to a party where everyone is getting drunk isn't exactly an option nor would I actually want to get shitfaced drunk at some random party.
[QUOTE=Zerokateo;38461957]Well, I'm only 15 so going out to a party where everyone is getting drunk isn't exactly an option nor would I actually want to get shitfaced drunk at some random party.[/QUOTE] Ah that's alright. But trust me when you start going to parties and someone asks you "what's your worst night out" don't tell them the time you got really hyper on energy drinks...
my worst night out was my last night out properly drinking. i havent touched it since then as i felt so bad the next day. i didnt even do anything that ridiculous, that i can remember anyway. all i can remember is going to the pub with some friends. getting drunk there. getting freaked out by a friends breast pump (she has a kid and she had her pump along with her for some reason. not that i know why). going to a club. getting even more fucked. heading outside to find boob pump friend as her bag had been handed in at the bar. ending up feeling her boobs along with every other one of my guy friends there as they had obviously got bigger with said baby. sitting in the middle of the road in a circle. being woken up from the circle as i had passed out. going over over to a fence and passing out only to find my friends had fucked off and left me when i woke up then accidently giving my taxi driver a £20 tip for a £5 fare :/ fuck alchohol man oh and some guy appearing from the dark with muffins! wtf!? who takes muffins to a club? not that i care as they were tasty as shit
This is a long one, but unfortunately I can remember most of it. I was visiting a friend up in Belfast and as per usual a session is involved. Now I have only ever been in Belfast during the day while shopping, not at night on the piss. So he says "Look it will be grand, we will have a few here in the house with the lads then we will head into town, I will show you the night-life" Now I've been drinking for a long time, but what followed in that house was nothing short of a total meltdown of common sense. I was almost legless going out the door to the taxi. When we finally get to the club we get refused admission, which in retrospect is highly understandable as when we were queuing to get in one of the bouncers manages to convince one of my friends that the pavement is a different queue. Now with nowhere to go and the night suitably going downhill, we wander around until we spot a bit of a houseparty going on. Not being the rude sort to just wander in uninvited we just go "Waay houseparty" to which the group at the door respond in kind and welcome us in, so things seem to be looking up. We were in fact dead wrong. I suppose I first noted something was up when I was heading to the toilet upstairs, a got a bit of a glance in through an open bedroom door to see the Ulster Banner adorning the wall. The next clue would have to have been the rangers pendant in the bathroom. We had in fact stumbled into a Loyalist houseparty, now to most outside of Ireland this is the equivalent of a bunch of Black Panthers walking into a KKK party. So I decide to finish up and leave with everyone intact as soon as possible, that didn't happen. As soon as I walked back down stairs I seen the angriest looking bald man armed with two bottles of Buckfast run after my friends, one of whom had an entire crate of Heineken under his arm along with a bottle of Buckfast which was upside-down and spilling in a trail behind him. this leaves me trapped with this guy at the door. Thankfully he didn't notice me initially and I almost manage to slip past until he fucked an empty bottle of Buckfast at me and hit me in the head. We all managed to get away but I ended up having to get stitches in the back of my head and a memory of never wanting to go back to Belfast again.
[QUOTE=Mabus;38464094]This is a long one, but unfortunately I can remember most of it. I was visiting a friend up in Belfast and as per usual a session is involved. Now I have only ever been in Belfast during the day while shopping, not at night on the piss. So he says "Look it will be grand, we will have a few here in the house with the lads then we will head into town, I will show you the night-life" Now I've been drinking for a long time, but what followed in that house was nothing short of a total meltdown of common sense. I was almost legless going out the door to the taxi. When we finally get to the club we get refused admission, which in retrospect is highly understandable as when we were queuing to get in one of the bouncers manages to convince one of my friends that the pavement is a different queue. Now with nowhere to go and the night suitably going downhill, we wander around until we spot a bit of a houseparty going on. Not being the rude sort to just wander in uninvited we just go "Waay houseparty" to which the group at the door respond in kind and welcome us in, so things seem to be looking up. We were in fact dead wrong. I suppose I first noted something was up when I was heading to the toilet upstairs, a got a bit of a glance in through an open bedroom door to see the Ulster Banner adorning the wall. The next clue would have to have been the rangers pendant in the bathroom. We had in fact stumbled into a Loyalist houseparty, now to most outside of Ireland this is the equivalent of a bunch of Black Panthers walking into a KKK party. So I decide to finish up and leave with everyone intact as soon as possible, that didn't happen. As soon as I walked back down stairs I seen the angriest looking bald man armed with two bottles of Buckfast run after my friends, one of whom had an entire crate of Heineken under his arm along with a bottle of Buckfast which was upside-down and spilling in a trail behind him. this leaves me trapped with this guy at the door. Thankfully he didn't notice me initially and I almost manage to slip past until he fucked an empty bottle of Buckfast at me and hit me in the head. We all managed to get away but I ended up having to get stitches in the back of my head and a memory of never wanting to go back to Belfast again.[/QUOTE] Man I live in Belfast. I equally hate the really republican and really loyalist areas. Holylands is the place to be! Edit: I love buckfast
Not my worst night, but my cousin threw a party one night and he woke up the next day to find several holes punched in the wall as well as seven shotguns missing from their cases in his closet. He found one in the yard the next day but still hasn't found the rest.
I once went to a house party in the holylands, scared
[QUOTE=harryh11;38489124]I once went to a house party in the holylands, scared[/QUOTE] why, what happened at it? anyone remember that time some fella hacked someone else to death with a machete in the holylands a few years back? lmao
[QUOTE=Lancer;38489870]why, what happened at it? anyone remember that time some fella hacked someone else to death with a machete in the holylands a few years back? lmao[/QUOTE] Aye I remember that, some craic! Party was fine really, just full of people I didn't know who'd had a serious amount of drink
[QUOTE=Guitarplayer213;38431411]Just a few months ago. Be 16, tired of school and working all the time, pick a weekend off and talk to my friend named Zach about getting 50 shades of fucked up. Me, having money from working 30 hour weeks and him, knowing who to talk to for some pot, teamed up to buy an 8th of an ounce and a bottle of some cheap berry flavored vodka and a 2 liter of sprite. Go to his place at like 8, parents say to be home at 12. Smoke a fuckton, drink about 2 cups of vodka&sprite and my buddy says we're going to pick up his girlfriend (he stayed relatively sober all night. I did not.) At this point I'm happier than all hell and just giggle, get up and stumble out the door. We meet her in the parking lot of a movie theater, along with some of her friends. I, in an intoxicated slur, tell them to "come over here and suck my dick" repeatedly. I got turned down, obviously. I then lit a cigarette and proceeded to take two puffs, drop it on the ground and almost set napkins and receipts on fire before I find it again. I finished it still, of course. So go back to his place, me and his girl smoke and drink, me more than her, while he stays pretty clean. We do whatever, I don't really remember this part, but we later go out and pick up one of his friends. I think his name was James. So we go out, drive around and bullshit, at which point I begin the stereotypical "I LOVE YOU BRO" drunken rant (I had just moved to town and didn't have any other friends, was pretty bummed out about this and alcohol makes you say dumb things). We drive to the middle school, decide to climb the fence and smoke a bowl on the 50 yard line of the football field. Fuck around there for a bit, then head back. Thats about all I could remember. I was later informed I punched a hole in his table on accident (one of those wooden frame things with glass plates on top), drank until I spilled all over and they cut me off, smoked and dropped my cig again, hit on his girl all night (mostly just me saying different variations of "suck my dick") and wake up in the morning with marker on my face, a tampon taped to my forehead, and sunglasses that I had no idea whose they were. Its like 10 a.m. I was supposed to be home last night. Oops. Get home, my stepdad is waiting for me in the door. As I walk in, he starts immediately by smacking me in the back of the head and yelling at me with my mom. Long story short, I pulled some shitty sob story about not having any friends and I just wanted to hang out with Zach, but he brought a friend with who pressured me into all this. Grounded for a week and I haven't seen Zach since. Fucking fun as hell at the time, but cringeworthy in hindsight.[/QUOTE] You're overplaying it. Unless you are a huge lightweight, that shouldn't happen. I should know, I finished an 8th and a 26oz bottle of vodka by myself and with my buddy. We didn't get that fucked up.
[QUOTE=MEOWTFLOL;38491423]You're overplaying it. Unless you are a huge lightweight, that shouldn't happen. I should know, I finished an 8th and a 26oz bottle of vodka by myself and with my buddy. We didn't get that fucked up.[/QUOTE] Nope. I had drunk before, but that was my first time getting superfucked up, although I do think I was more high than drunk, considering my lack of hangover.
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