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I haven't been drunk in long time. So last night, I threw caution to the wind and just drank. BIG mistake. Ended up fallin asleep in the pub toilets, being bundled into a taxi and then remember not being able to work my front door key and eventually my dad woke me up on my front doorstep.
SO embarassed. Someone tell me worse drunk stories to make me fell better.
I went to KK for a night out a couple of years ago with my sis and her fella. My sis and I got totally ossified, her fella was driving.
On the way home (to Tramore) I had to purge the contents of my stomach, purely for comfort sake.
J rapidly pulled over and I extricated myself from the back seat and stood, leaning over, at the grass verge.
As I stood there I began to wobble sideways to the left but reckoned that if I just moved my foot slightly I would not fall over... wrong. One step wasn't enough. Two sidesteps wasn't enough. 20 sidesteps later and I was just gaining momentum and heading back towards KK.
Reality hit and I realised I'd have to throw myself into the ditch to prevent myself hitting the road surface. Wham! into the ditch, where I lay in convulsions with laughter.
Meanwhile my sis and J slowly came to the realisation that I was no longer beside the car, and there was no sign of me in the wing mirrrors or the rearview either. The search began.
The were searching the field in case I'd fallen headfirst into it, calling my name. Eventually (about 10 mins) they heard the giggling from way off back down the road and went to investigate. There I was, grass stained, puke stained and I had pee'd myself from laughing so much.
This far on and I'm still not allowed to forget it