What is the stupidest shit you have seen/done/been involved in when pissed?
I'll start... After our last exam ever for engineering we all got on the piss at 11am.
Kicked out of 2 pubs by 3pm and started some stupid shit.
A guy jumped on a tilt tray at the lights, dropped glasses left right and centre, MMA wrestling (pretty fucking stupid in a maccas carpark).
All good for the end of uni though.
(if this has already been done delete the thread, didnt search before posting).
decided to make my own kebab in the kebab co bunbury scored a broken nose for my efforts from a guy who thought i was trying to rob the joint
Rode a Yamaha
Originally Posted by Barfridge
and you enjoyed it didn t you
Drove homewell, I didnt, my mate was driving but we were both bombed. Only narrowly missed that streetlamp...
Ahhh to be 18 again.
Broke my friends nose Via High-5's....
No comment. FAR too many horrific, stupid, idiotic, downright mean, retarded, deceitful, violent, unfaithful, aggressive, falsely heroic, sleazy and disturbingly funny things happen when I get drunk. I am a massive problem when I get drunk and I can admit that. I also have a shocking memory loss problem. I start forgetting things about the night long before I'm incoherent so people think I'm actually conscious when I'm actually not even there. It's like Jekyll and Hyde
Needed to get home from pub, all seats taken, boot full, somebody already on the roof holding onto the gutters...so it was up to me to lie on the bonnet of the mighty datto 200B and hold onto the wipers for dear life.
Only fell off once around a roundabout, didn't even feel it until the next day
In life you only get one lap, might as well make it a good one.
No comment. FAR too many horrific, stupid, idiotic, downright mean, retarded, deceitful, violent, unfaithful, aggressive, falsely heroic, sleazy and disturbingly funny things happen when I get drunk. I am a massive problem when I get drunk and I can admit that. I also have a shocking memory loss problem. I start forgetting things about the night long before I'm incoherent so people think I'm actually conscious when I'm actually not even there. It's like Jekyll and Hyde
no shit! i'm exactly the same! hahaha oh and no comment otherwise this will be a really long thread
decided to be the camera man in the back of a ute doing doughnuts they tried to tell me the tailgate was broken but in drunken wisdom I insisted i'll be rite.
wasnt rite...... got thrown out on about 3rd time round, huge amount of hurt on ass and head narowly missed the curb.
worst thing was I was soo drunk I didnt eavn turn the camera on.
dont drink TEDplatinum's anymore.
picked a fight with a rugby player from the reds.
fallen over half way through pouring a drink.
fallen over walking through the bar.
had a wet t-shirt competition with myself at black betties at 4am after too many drinks from customers in a full bar in my white work shirt.
dirty danced on many stopped cars at the traffic lights aka the red light special.
i think the best was "ghosting" a very angry aboriginal lady (i thought she was bumping and grinding, turns out she was trying to fight me) and copping a full beer in my eyes ha.
im sure there are many more.
9 months, 2 weeks sober.
I walked through a plate glass window once, didn't even feel it, freaked out in the morning because I was rolled up in a plastic tarpaulin on the living room floor "so I didn't bleed to death". Sounds like I wasn't the drunkest one there if that's what they came up with...
Decided to walk to stirling from work christmas drinks, 20 k walk, no worries. Got chased by a dog somewhere in an unknown suburb, srcambled over a fence only to find a 4 metre drop into a churchyard on the other side, missed ornamental pickets by a few centimetres on the way down; that one could have had worse ending. At least I was stone cold sober by the time I got home.
"In all the human societies we have ever reviewed, in every age and in every state, there has seldom if ever been a shortage of eager young males prepared to kill and die to preserve the security, comfort and prejudices of their elders, and what you call heroism is just an expression of this fact; there is never a scarcity of idiots." -The Culture
My mate and me car surfed about 5 k's down Read Street, car doing 80kph, can't believe we didn't fall off. 18 years old but.
but what?
In life you only get one lap, might as well make it a good one.
me every single weekend since i was 17.No comment. FAR too many horrific, stupid, idiotic, downright mean, retarded, deceitful, violent, unfaithful, aggressive, falsely heroic, sleazy and disturbingly funny things happen when I get drunk. I am a massive problem when I get drunk and I can admit that. I also have a shocking memory loss problem. I start forgetting things about the night long before I'm incoherent so people think I'm actually conscious when I'm actually not even there. It's like Jekyll and Hyde
i've never hurt any of my mates but i've picked a fair few fights with people i don't know, plus lots of nudity.
i have a binge drinking problem, as soon as that first one is finished i need more and more, can never settle for one or two
Better than you since '87
Balga girls :/
Worst one would be my latest birthday...
Workin in a bar has its ups and down... Ups being able to hide your drunkeness well when you need to, Others include being able to drink a fair bit and still function (relatively) well, and cheap booze!
So after an evening at home Drinking a bottle of Chiva's, head out to The Leedy for a few more, Then to Northbridge and hit up my work for more drinks... Gets hazey somewhere around here after a friend thinks im far too sober and feeds me ABC's... Head out to the Library/Paramount/Somewhere... Next thing i remember is end up back at my Work somehow, throwing up in a booth and passing out...
Wake up next day to txt's asking if im alright.
Apparently i managed to stumble through northbridge, Get into a fight where i came out best, Not get arrested, eat a kebab (Which didnt stay down long) and stay out of hospital!!
As an Ex drunken Sailor, I have done a few sillies on the piss. One of em cost you, the taxpayer quite a bit.
A handful of us got ejected from the Victoria Hotel in Hobart. They have a very attractive sign hanging above the door, and we "liberated" it for hanging in the mess back on board the ship.
After smuggling it on board, we passed out, and sailed towards Perth the next day. 2 days into the trip back to WA, the Captain announced that it had been established that members of his ships company had stolen the historic (1839) sign and we were returning to Hobart to return the significant piece of Australian History to the establishment.
The pub was great about the whole deal, and put a function on for the ships company. I was not able to attend due to being on chooks. (Confined to quarters)
It has a dual purpose. ~ Tom Smitheringale
on the way home from the pub pee'd in a ceramic clog that was in someones garden... and you dont want to know what I did to the knome!
I'm sure this will be an essay.... (edit: yep!)
I was in Melbourne for the youth national match racing sailing champs a couple of years ago....
for some stupid reason, they were handing out 'free drink' vouchers after the event to all competitors at Sandringham Yacht Club... at a youth event (under 20)
We got really...really...really drunk, when we ran out of beer tokens we somehow convinced the bar girl to let us combine free coke vouchers to get their equivalent value in shots of the cheapest spirits available...
Someone then stole the yacht club courtesy bus (for dropping drunks home) and drove us all into St Kilda, where we visited a bar that was supposed to be great (according to the bar girl)
Sometime between having the guys either side of me stare at my wang at the urinal and seeing two guys making out by the sink - I realised it was PROBABLY a gay bar... turned out it was just 'queer night' at the Prince of Wales... it probably explains why they were so eager to let in a bunch of the underagers in our group though ahaha
We were helped out of there by a couple of the sober members,
We then left the aforementioned bar and hailed a maxi-taxi to take us to the crown (it was bronlow night, conveniently timed for the end of our regatta) and I got in a massive argument with the taxi driver about folding down the rear seats for several of us... hilarity ensues, he drove off with me half in the car and I bailed and ate road...
I then caught another taxi back to Sandringham yacht club with a couple of boys from the other Perth team, as well as a few of the NSW guys I know... the taxi driver tried to screw us over though and drove past the yacht club at $40 on the meter and then kept ignoring us, when we finally turned around and got back to the yacht club it was $70... so we argued... paid him $50 and bailed...
he then tried to run us over, clipped one of my team mates but we all managed to safely get inside the yacht club gates...
we then met up with most of the other state teams who were still at the yacht club, headed over to the junior clubhouse... which happens to be where all the bar stock is kept... one of the boys says "how great would it be if the door were unlocked?" and leant back against the door and fell through it...
It became a free for all, with about 20 of us running in and grabbing just about anything and everything... yacht clubs stock some VERY nice spirits...
we then went back to a nice Sydney 38 yacht which had been lent to the QLD team to stay on during the regatta and drank a whole bunch of 'borrowed' alcohol... at which point the 20 sailors on the boat had the great idea to 'sail the boat to the crown'
As you would expect with so many sailors on board, things got moving quickly and after about 3 minutes we were set up and ready to roll... we got about 200m out of the pens and we all panicked because no-one knew where the crown was, how to get there or if we could even park the boat - so we bailed, washed the boat down and continued drinking...
After more drinking I was holding on to the top of the steering wheel to keep myself upright, forgetting that steering wheels move... I just kept holding on thinking I would be fine until I came crashing down sideways onto the deck (the steering wheel is HUGE and goes into the floor) and smashed my elbow and jaw REALLY bad on the seats there... technical diagram follows:
A couple of the guys were then pushed off the jetty into the water for fun, most of us WA kids had zero mobile phone battery or just had it destroyed by the water... but it was nearly midnight and we had a 6am flight to catch...
We started walking from Sandringham to Mornington (where we were staying) and tried hitchhiking several times... but failed miserably...
after a couple of hours we found a servo and got food, then we managed to hail a taxi, pooled all of our money together and managed to buy about 10 minutes of driving...
We then walked another hour and managed to find the house we were staying at (a friends cousins aunty's brother's sister or whatever)... just as we got around the corner we met a bunch of 6 or 7 schoolgirls (17yo, no pedobear) who we started chatting to (at 4am) who then invited us back to their place... but it was too far and our taxi arrived in an hour...
they hung around anyway and there was fun and frivolity to be had amongst our two drunk groups...
stumbled in the door just as the taxi arrived, grabbed our pre-packed bags, added our stolen spirits to them and jumped in the taxi...
...tried to convince QANTAS to let us take half a block of VB on board as carry on but apparently its against policy...
just another typical end-of-regatta sailing trip, really...
Last edited by =Stevo=; 10-06-2009 at 09:40 PM. Reason: highly technical drunk injury diagram
Posting Permissions
Copyright 2011 © PerthStreetBikes.com Pty Limited (ACN 127 435 858)
By using this website, you are indicating your acceptance of the TERMS OF USE
Technical Services by Parity Networks
LinkBack URL
About LinkBacks
Reply With Quote
Bookmarks