General Chat / Craziest nights out

I post this topic because last night was just incredibly... crazy.

It was more of a day out actually... well, we left for London at mid day with tickets for the red hot chillis in hyde park. After a few pints in various pubs before 4pm, it was already a bit odd, getting drunk that early was a bit bizarre. But, it happened. :scarface:

Then, we met up with another mate and made our way into the gig amidst copious amounts of joint smoke. We caught the whole of James Brown, who was amazing but looked as though he might drop dead at any moment, and a whole hour after his departure, with us all starving, thirsty, needing the piss and being able to do fuck all about it, the chillis came on with an awesome set. We were about 60 yards back, the gig was on radio 1, and the atmosphere was awesome.

Anyway, that took us through to about twenty past ten and we were still pretty drunk. Then, some random girl who was pissed off her face "adopted" us as her friends cos she'd lost hers so we had to help her find her mates. We wouldn't have done normally, but she was pretty fit so bla. Then we legged it back to Victoria train station, to find the last train had left because of this drunken bitch. But we thought we heard a call for eastbourne on platform 13 at half eleven so we ended up on the gatwick express and eventually gatwick airport. We were stranded there with arcades, maccy d's and caffe nero until the first train to eastbourne - 6:20. So, around 5 and a half hours later, and time crisis 3, sega rally and house of the dead all comprehensively beaten, and with our ears still battered from the gig, and feeling very unhealthy after two mcdonalds meals, we wandered outside to catch the sunrise and a ciggy for the smokers in our group (there were 7 of us).

Then we clambered onto the train, came back to eastbourne and here I am, typing this at 8:35am.

So... your crazy nights?

Well, at the Madonna concert, afterward a big bitch hit my car, I was like "trick" then she was like "It's wipeable!" I was like "your makeup is wipeable but you choose to keep it on and make us suffer!" UGH! Big bitch, it only cost $270 to have it fixed but Grrrr.

So ya...why am I up at 3:48?

Ive been told I suck at telling stories and such, so I'll just give you guys the jist or whatever.

Paris
New Years
Alcohol
Women
Cheese
Whip Cream
Touching
23 hrs without sleep
But no hangovers!

i remember a time when i was a bit drunk, and i couldn't close my jacket. i was just wearing a t-shirt, and it was very cold. I kept on fiddling with the zipper. "jeez, i can't be this drunk." But, in the end, i had to admit to myself someone must have stepped on the zipper or something, and it clearly wasn't gonna work. My bike back home pal then, about had to be home then (i think it was around 2) since i guess he had a semi strict father, so he decided to 'take off' literally in quotations. As to communicate to me that he really wanted to leave. Then i thought damn, so i decided to go back home by myself. Then i wasn't sure on the right direction. And then a friend called (the only true close friend i was with at the time) and i was surely almost heading 90 degrees in the wrong direction. Then he about had to guide me back home, and at one point i was biking against all direction and thought over a highway, but luckily i suddenly realised where i was. And goddamn it it was COLD. And i don't think you feel half of it coz you're drunk and all. In the end, i got home in about three, and that taking off 'friend', i saw him at school monday or so, and he told me he couldn't reach me, and he went searching for me. Great, isn't it. And i really didn't really have a marvelous time either. The highlight of the evening was trashing this place with pindas.. that's how sad that was. Oh well. It's been a while, and i've definitely had better nights out haha.

I was in Athens, Georgia my senior year of high school for a UGA game with some friends. As always we got pretty trashed, but this night stands out (from what I can remember) as the one of the craziest nights I ever had.

I'm going to call everybody by their first names instead of "my friend" and shit.

We had a hotel about 2 miles from the UGA campus. After the game we headed to a local bar and had some drinks. Stevie was already so drunk, that when a very feminine man came in the bar, Stevie hit on him. That wasn't the sadest part. His girlfriend was two barstools down from him when he did that. We still won't let him live that down.

By the time we left the bar I think it was pretty late (I can't remember the exact time. The moon was out?) So we headed back to our hotel to chill and get a little more crazy. The girls wanted some screwdrivers, so we had to settle for that and shots instead of the good stuff (beer ). By now, I was pretty damn trashed. I remember things in blurs and glimpses, but one thing I do remember clearly was a certain dare we put on Matt.

Matt usually doesn't do things like smokin reefer and such (he's an alcoholic lol), but tonight he was wasted enough to do it. Us guys stumbled outside to finish off Kyle's stash while the girls did whatever. About half way through the blunt, someone told Matt that if he went to room 420 and knocked on the door naked, we would pay him $50. He had to wait until they answered the door for an extra $20. Funny thing was, he didn't hesitate. He stripped right there (thank god i was drunk and don't remember that part) and took about 15 minutes to find room 420. I don't know exactly what happend (neither does he) but he did fufill his end of the bargain. I do remember laughing my ass off as he come running back.

After all that, we headed back to the room to find 2 of the 4 girls asleep in the wrong damn beds. So we had to move them to the right ones before we could even pass out. By this time, I had fallen several times and almost needed moving myself. The next day was the drive home. We had to make the girls drive because we slept all the way home and then some.

Overall a great trip and an awesome night. UGA won too. Just thought ya'll should know that part.

Last Halloween, without a doubt. No drugs or alcohol were consumed, but it was the best in terms of sheer adrenaline and danger. Since I live in one of the middle-class houses in this otherwise upper-class neighborhood, the Village as it is called is the spot to be on Halloween. I got shot by an Airsoft gun and I got egged twice, once in the face, once in the back of the head. No one else in my group of at least 30 experienced any such things. It was hilarious, though I smelled bad later.

Also, this past Saturday night was pretty good too. It was my ex-girlfriend's "sweet sixteen" party at this banquet center place and she was freeloading off her parents and basically having a mini-prom. From 6 to midnight. Shit. So at 10, while all of her idiot friends danced around like loonies, myself and 6 other people left and went to the bowling alley a mile away. Yep, we bowled in our buttondown shirts and ties (one of us in a suit, though not me), and skirts in the case of the girls that were with us. It was great. Then we packed 8 people into a Volvo station wagon and made the rounds dropping people off. Fun times had by all.

Sorry my stories don't contain anyone getting trashed.

I got shot by an Airsoft gun and I got egged twice, once in the face, once in the back of the head. No one else in my group of at least 30 experienced any such things.

Were you dressed up as a penguin by any chance?


A while ago i was at a mates house, (5 of us i think?) and one of my mates shit in an envelope, and we then went down the road at about 3am in our boxer shorts and posted it through some random persons door. We then set a football on fire and played flaming football (soccer) untill about 5am.

Fun time,

No. Last Halloween I dressed up as a pedestrian. So did everyone else, I think. Except the one kid doing the Partyboy thing.

Near Hochstadt, Germany - Last night of the German Exchange. Everyone went camping and we took a hell of alot of alcahol. We got pissed off our faces. Me and my mate jumped into a lake (in swimwear of course ) I discovered the joys of absinth and it was just a realy good laugh.

Northwich - England - My home town. Ive had many good nights here but my faovurite has to be when Gaz, Billinge and Me bumped into Pooley, Phil, all the girls, Lil Unsey etc. (everyone) and we just sat on the halfpipe down the park drinking. A realy good laugh but techniclly not a night out as it all happened before 6 o'clock!

Those are my best nights out at home and abroad. My girlfriend doesnt drink so im usually sober nowadays

May 2, 1998 - May 3, 1998

Me and a guy from work drove to New Orleans to see Green Day at the State Palace Theater on Canal Street. It was about a 4 hour drive from Florida, we got to New Orleans and pulled into a gas station. A cab in front of us started backing up and BAM!, hit my front end. There was no damage, but the cabbie swore at me in Arabic and squealed his tires and sped off.

Then I went to park my car at one of the many parking garages in the city. We went to the concert, it was Mike's birthday (the bass player), it was a good show, good time.

After the show, you naturally go to Bourbon Street for a few drinks. After a while, we head back to the garage and crap..... we parked in the only garage in the city that wasn't a 24 hour garage. It was sealed shut and there wasn't even a doorway to get in so I could at least get into the car if I wanted.

So after cursing and swearing, (it's about 3 am by now) we had no idea what to do. Bourbon Street was about winding down so the bars and clubs were closing. We went into a 24 hour McDonalds and tried to sleep some. I did get about 30 minutes of sleep, in a McDonalds. Nice.

Eventually we got kicked out. Oh, and I forgot to mention, we found out the parking garage belonged to a department store (this was a Saturday night, early Sunday morning) and the store was closed on Sundays! This meant the garage may not be open either! Shit.

After wandering around New Orleans for a few more hours like bums, we check on the garage again (about 7 am) and it was open at last. I paid our over night dues, got in the car still reaking of alcohol (but not drunk) and the New Orleans street smell of beer and piss. We finally got back home around noon. I slept the rest of the weekend.

Ok, so earlier this year, couple of friends (about 20) and I cram into three cars with about 9 2-liter bottles ready for dry-ice bombs. Our first stop, near my house (I didn't know the victim), we had a specially prepped 3-liter with a butt-load of dry-ice ready. But that's not the interesting part. Usually you would fill the bottle with water, but since we didn't like the guy very much, we filled it with piss. Very dangerous! Fortunately, the bottle didn't explode on the guy's wanker. The bottle exploded with much joy and power and we gave the guy's fence a new layer of paint, too.
Onto the second and third houses. At this point, one of our friend's cousins was in the neighborhood and went along with us. We dropped off the second two in front of someone's house in a drainage pipe under their driveway. No damage, but a big ass ploom of gas!
Since the dry-ice was starting to become no more, we decided to start throwing them out of our cars at random houses, kinda like a driveby, if you will.
The last three bottles we used on this one house of a friend that was, well, a bitch. The first one we threw on top of the roof and it went boom. Five minutes later, after she had calmed down and gone back inside, we decided to stick the last two in some unusual places; one we stuck in her mail box (fun!) and the other we stuck next to one of her tires. After the explosions had done their duty, we decided to head to Chili's and get some of their last call cheap stuff.
Now it's about 1AM and none of us can seem to settle. So we go to this park and some of us seem to be a little horny. Fortunately, 4 of the five were girls (their were 11 girls and 8 guys, guys driving of course). We spend about 2 hours there, some fondling others, while others took pics and some had a dB contest. You'd think 3 twelves would be louder than 2 fifteens, right? It was a close contest.
After the park, some of us had the idea to go skinny dipping into the freezing lake nearby. Guys + cold = bad idea. Well, since the water was so c.old, none of us thought going into the water nude was a great idea. Cliffs were nearby (only 20 feet high, nothin real dangerous) and we all decided that jumping off of them would be fun. We stripped down to the scantily clad part of our clothes and dove right in. Women + cold x bare essentials = good idea! we spent a good portion of an hour there before we all decided that shrinking was not something we wanted to be permanent. We got in the cars, all huddling (yay!), but without towels (even more yay!).
Finally, we all got back to one of our friend's place and some us crashed while others got into their cars and left. For the most part, the guys left, except me the and guy who lived there, and the women (they stayed cuz most of them have strict parents about guys and they didn't want to walk in dripping wet and have to answer to them).
Fortunately, some of us were still awake and needed to do something, so we deceded to do some jello shots (orange and lemon are my faves). I only took 3 or 4 cuz i didn't feel like getting wasted, just kinda wobbley. Most of the girls went with about 6 and got very flirtatious before they started to pass out on us (they wanted to wrestle with us).
I woke up with a wood (oops!) and next to a girl next to me, but nothin happened. Of the 6 or so still there, only the girls were still asleep at 11AM, so the guy and myslef started to make a feast of a breakfast which woke many of the girls. Boy, did that go over well! The one girl still asleep was a sitting target for our whip cream and other tasty body food. When she woke up, there was an awkward moment with giggles and then we had a nice game of "who tastes better with what". Oh, and the guy's parents are out of town, by the way. About 1ish, we decide we all need to take a shower, but we all can't fit into one shower, especially two guys. So we jump into the pool, all of us topless, I might add. Whoo was that water colder than than your ex's heart. Some things happened and we decided to go inside for a nap. About 5 or so, the ladies started to leave and the guy and I picked up the mess (not too bad if you think of how many people there were). I got home about 7 or so and crash for the rest of the day. Thankfully I don't go to church, cuz it was a sunday and I woulda missed out on the best part (the pool).
All in all, prolly my most favorite night out with my favorite peeps.

rhynos, your penis grows larger with everywild angst filled night you have.

My friend Megan's birthday party, circa 1998:

- pimpin' hotel suite, complete with hot tub and fireplace.
- plenty of room for turntables and kickin' sound system.
- MDMA
- 2 kegs of mead -- you heard me: MJÖD!
- 30 of my closest friends.

warning: mead will kick your ass!

whats MDA?
i never thought you could fit 30 people in a hot tub, but as we know cBass is a master stacker.

whats MDA?

MDA could be the Muscular Dystrophy Association, Model Driven Architecture, the Missile Defense Agency, Mobile Data Association, Michigan Department of Agriculture, or the Media Development Authority, and that was just the first Google page.

However, that's not the acronym I used.

smartass.
whats MDMA?

smartass.
whats MDMA?

Acid.

lol have fun with your hallucinations!

I don't remember mine, but I'm told I had a good time...

whats MDMA?

It's a type of cheese. There was lots of cheese and it was really crazy.

Mild Danish Marbled Asagio if I recall.