Silliest thing done when drunk?

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Bassmansam

Bassmansam

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Came home from the pub last night after about 5 pints (maybe 6) i really needed a wee and as i got to my door i was struggling to keep it in while finding my keys.

Then came the moment where i just couldn’t hold it in andI let it out over the front door, we are in a flat so it went over the hallway carpet. My wife heard this and was not amused at all, she was very angry and didn’t speak to me until about 10am!

Over to you gd!
 
Work Christmas party last Thursday. Got so obliterated drunk that I didn't even remember coming home. Woke up the next day feeling like death but nothing unusual, then when I went for a shower I noticed my back stung a bit which was odd. Looked in the mirror and I have a massive burn on my back. Didn't remember it happened at all. I think I was so drunk I leaned against the boiling hot towel rail!

Still suffering with the burn now a week later...
 
Probably when my mate was driving an old Rover 220 of mine on a night out as he wasn't drinking, i was trollied. Rather stupidly we went to get fuel and i did the filling & my other mate in the back gave me the finger so I thought it was a good idea to hose the car down with fuel, never did go back to that petrol station.

Woke up in a random strangers living room once at the age of about 18 after a night out, the bad bit was my mate bursting through and out the door whilst shouting "Run, her dad is coming"
 
Probably skateboarding down a slide which resulted in destroying my wrist.

I’m sure with more thought I could likely beat that though!


Edit - maybe I can actually. It was my sister in laws 40th and my nieces were trying to get me to cartwheel. I’d had most of a box of wine at this point which I’d smuggled into the bar as the bars beer choice was awful.

Cue me stumbling and breaking my thumb. Had thought it was dislocated as it was at a bad angle so had a fellow guest who was a physio try and pop it back in.
Woke up in the morning and went to a&e who said it was snapped in two and I was very lucky that the physio (who was also drunk) had somehow managed to align it better than most surgeons would.
 
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I have no memory of it however I do not doubt it's true.
starting a new job in 2008 the 1st drinking session, I was trollied and apparently I slapped.my line managers wife's backside.

could easily have been fired before I started!.

not making excuses for it however the reason I did it I suspect... the team I was coming from we had all been a really close group who had worked together for ages and some of the things we all got up to were outrageous and I guess after a skin full I must have forgot where I was and acted like I was in my old group.

since that night however I have been far more reserved.on drinking sessions with work.
 
Oh god so many.
Jumped over a small wall, to find it was only small on one side. Hurt my ankle badly on that one.
Climbed up a big sea cliff, tide came in so had to go all the way up. Laughed at Steve who had a panic attack and was weeping terribly afterwards.
One month into a new job. Went to christmas party and started on the boss's best friend in the pub- quite rightly, as he was a notorious nob. Slept with one of the women from the office that night. Monday was interesting.
Me and my mates got into a scuffle with a group of skinheads in the pub and I chased them down the road. Actually caught them up and found i was on my own, so had to run away very quickly indeed.
 
Oh yeah:
Got back from the pub, mate had lost his keys. Went down the lane at the back, climbed the wall and kicked in the back door. Then heard "it's ok, i've found my keys".
Climbed back over, and he moaned at me. Went in the house to find back door was intact.
Turned out i had miscounted and kicked in the wrong door. Oops.
 
I don’t normally get drunk. Combination of can hold my drink, drink with food in stomach and know when to stop.

I remember having a night out in Leeds in 2004/5 and for some reason I decided to walk home. I lived in Moortown a couple of minutes walk from A61/Ring Road meet.

I woke up lying on the ground on Scott Hall Road in a shop entrance.
 
Many years ago - got home from the lunchtime office Christmas do slightly worse for wear and couldnt find my keys so for some reason known only to the beer gods, went next door to wait.....
Only people home were the 10yr old and her little sister who was 3 (gawd knows where the parents were) Anyway - so hammered was i that i still went in to wait. After a little while I am sat in their front room sobering up and the girls reappeared with a pot of ointment which the 10yr old suggested the smaller one needed putting on her "parts" :eek:

Luckily I wasnt so far gone at that point that I couldnt see the absolute car crash that was about to happen - so I quickly declined and legged it out of there. Luckily the neighbours never mentioned it afterwards.

A rather lucky escape.
 
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Many years ago - got home from the lunchtime office Christmas do slightly worse for wear and couldnt find my keys so for some reason known only to the beer gods, went next door to wait.....
Only people home were the 10yr old and her little sister who was 3 (gawd knows where the parents were) Anyway - so hammered was i that i still went in to wait. After a little while I am sat in their front room sobering up and the girls reappeared with a pot of ointment which the 10yr old suggested the smaller one needed putting on her "parts" :eek:

Luckily I wasnt so far gone at that point that I couldnt see the absolute car crash that was about to happen - so I quickly declined and legged it out of there. Luckily the neighbours never mentioned it afterwards.

A rather lucky escape.
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Mate you knew.
 
Someone I used to work with fancied some cheese after getting home drunk. His wife was not amused the next morning upon opening the fridge to find a massive single mouth shaped hole in the big block of cheese, complete with teeth marks. I found the photo hilarious enough that it permanently imprinted in my memory.
 
Returned to an unfamiliar house and at some point got up for a slash. Forgot I wasn’t at home and took a **** in the cupboard, ruining a whole load of fancy designer shoes. Never went back there.
 
Was drinking with a small group, decided to get food in a petrol station at like midnight or whatever.

It was a warm night anyway, but decided girls went in topless and bra, and us guys went in our boxers.

To be fair, we otherwise acted appropriately, bought and paid for the food, was otherwise polite.
 
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