Under the influence of alcohol ..........................................oops

[breeze]

Just wondered what some of us got up to that we probably shouldn't have done, whilst drunk.

When I was 21, I remember going clubbing with a mate and getting so drunk, that on the way back we defaced an ex-boyfriends car with lip-stick. We wrote rude things all over his windscreen and
windows. I remember driving past the following evening, and it was exactly the same. Poor bloke obviously didn't drive it and it was parked outside his house for all his neighbours to see. The sad thing is, I dumped him because I didn't want to get serious and he really didn't do anything wrong. It seemed funny at the time, and with lipstick being oil-based he would of had trouble getting it off.

Another time, same friend (I see a pattern here), we were quite drunk about 9 pm, walking home we were a little bit loud, when this old couple came out their house and told us politely to keep the noise down and go home. At this point my friend and I flashed the poor old couple. You should have seen the look of the poor lady's face, I am sure we made the old man's day though.

I amn sure I am not alone. Come on girls.

Not me (honest) but a friend of mine mooned at some limos at Ascot after one or two too many glasses of champers. Another friend who was with us heard an interview on the radio with Joan Collins a couple of days later, in which she complained of the loutish behaviour of young ladies mooning at Ascot.....whoops!

Just remembered another one.

At 17, I went to my first christmas party, we were in a room, there was about 60 people. After we had all eaten, there was a speech by the managing director, this went on for a long time and I was desperate for the loo. I got up and went quietly towards the door, I obviously got to my feet a bit too quick and started falling abou all over the place, grabs something to steady myself, turned out to be the massive christmas tree, I fell completely into it and knocked the whole thing over, and made such a noise that the whole room witnessed it. no-one ever forgot me after that. 11 years later I still remember the embarrasment I felt. Didn't do me any harm though, 2 months later I got a promotion:;

Oh my GOD, What a great thread to start!!!!.... there are too many episodes of bad behavious coz of alcohol! I went to Uni ..... nuff said. I'll think of a few of the best ones and post when I've got loads of time.

Forbidden snogs...
Defacing cars...
Defacing enebriated friends!!

endless....

remember another time, after falling out of a club and into a taxi, only to be told my some poor man who was there to pick up his daughter, that this wasn't a taxi.

Breeze - My friend had an argument with her boyf in a Night Club. She ran out drunk and crying and straight into a 'taxi'. She sobbed "take me home please" and gave the driver her address... only then did the POLICEMAN say "Are you all right love, has something happened?". She'd jumped into a police car!!! HA HA HA HA.

On a work night out (the first I'd been on in this job) I got very drunk, very quickly!! I spilled my life story out to ANYONE who would listen..... told my boss how lovely he was and then.... the final insult.... my boss and a male colleague had to put me on a train (at 9pm), give me money to pay for it coz I couldn't remember my pin number and told the train guard to make sure I got off at the correct stop!!! I actually considered packing in my job rather than going in on the Monday, but I did go in. I got slagged something terrible and a photo of me looking like Waynetta Slob was circulated around the entire Office (300 people). I was the laughing stock!! That was a year ago and people STILL refer to it.

When me and a friend were about 20 we used to drink like fish and one night out we started on that horrid 20/20 stuff(anyone else know of it? it comes in little bottles shaped like a hip flask) and stupidly we said 'lets see who can drink it the fastest through a straw'. 2 or 3 very fast bottles later we were falling about all over the place and to say we got drunk quickly is a major understatement and 40 minutes later we paid the price by both being entwined around the same toilet being sick at the same time, we just sat there with our faces stuck to the loo seat for about 30 minutes throwing up.
To this day I can't remember how I/we got home and anyone there to witness the mess we were in doesn't know either. It's one of those drunken mysteries and I can safely say that it was that experience that has made me a virtual tee-totaller today.

I remember getting very drunk on red wine and my friend and I went to a guys flat (school mate) where we both proceeded to puke in his toilet. The problem is we missed the loo and hit the cream carpet instead. We scuttled off in a huge hurry (before he went into the loo) and have not heard from him since.... I wonder if he ever got the carpet clean.

EMMATMG, Yes I rememeber 20/20, that and Diamond White and Diamond Blush were the main causes of my drunken madness.

woke up in a dog basket one morning

A couple of years ago, I went out on a works do, got very drunk as I hadn't been out in ages after having DS's.
We had also just moved house.
Well, I managed to get home to the right street but couldn't find my house.
Dh was in bed in the front bedroom and watched me walk up and down the street for ages, trying to find the right house, then I belshed loudly and put my key in the door.
I stumbbled up the stairs and into the bathroom, were I triped on my high heals and fell in the bath.
Apparently, I scrabbled to get out and called for ages, but DH just left me there, and I fell asleep.

I did the classic Del-boy after sharing abottle of gin with my room mate at uni. Put my hand out to steady myself and fell thro the neighbours box hedge...and this was on the way to the disco

This is the best I've witnessed. Best pal goes for a wee. Came out with a ribbon of sodden loo roll hanging out of the back of her drawers ..

Not very exciting but my leaving do from my favourite job was a bit of a night. DH picked me up, I screamed all the way home that I wanted to go with the rest of the girls to a nightclub in the town that they weren't even going to then when I got home I fell in the wardrobe and would have happily stayed there all night had DH not dragged me out and put me to bed.

not so much embarrasing as incredible - I have a photo taken at the close of a long night drinking tequilla for a friends birthday - not only is it in focus (incredible enough), but it's of me snogging dp whilst I have my foot out to one side on top of a drawing board at about shoulder height! I have no idea how I managed it (or why), how we got back to my freinds flat that night or how I was so blissfully unaware of the previous nights acrobatics when I woke the next morning - all things being equal I should have ached for weeks!

Oh dear ... got pushed from Southfields to Wimbledon in a shopping trolley once ... was black and blue for days afterwards...
DH and I fell off a podium at a nightclub once ... was black and blue all over for days afterwards ...

And don't mention Diamond White to me ... I still feel sick when I think how much of that stuff I drank at Uni ...

My 3 flat mates and I used to drink a whole bottle of vodka BEFORE we went out and then have drinking competitions when we were out ... drinking anything that was on 'special' from aforementioned Diamond White to Archer's to Tequila Slammers ... We were classy birds back then as you can imagine!!
If I did that now I would die ... It only takes 2 glasses of wine to get me plastered these days!!!

Has anyone ever done a three legged pub crawl? Going to the loo towards the end of the night is interesting ...

Oooh, on the subject of pub crawls ... the best one I ever did was the Monopoly Board Pub Crawl ... top tastic!

On the way back from a well lubricated girls night, got the heel of my stiletto shoe (Oh, showing my age) stuck in one of the wooden slat type escalators at Tottenham Court Underground bringing the whole thing to a standstill with about 200 people around. A very nice Underground employee broke the heel off my shoe and when I moaned that I couldn't walk properly he broke the heel off the other one! I always try and avoid TCR underground station now!

Got bladdered on brandy and babycham triples when I was a student and passed out in the toilet of a nightclub. Woke up several hours later to find the entire nightclub empty and in darkness (it was underground). I was covered in vomit and had to find my way to ground floor level where I waited for 6 hours for the cleaner to come and open up the nightclub and let me out. There were no external phones anywhere so I couldn't call anyone any earlier.When the cleaner arrived and found me slumped on the stairs she nearly had a heart attack and had to call the manager and drag him down to the club so he could check i hadn't nicked anything. I then had to get the bus home at lunchtime on a Saturday in Leeds reeking of booze and vomit. How lovely!

On holiday in Cancun in a club some bloke persuaded me to go down a slide. Thinking it came out at the back of the stage I agreed. It didn't - it came out in the lagoon. So there I was fully dressed (OK that wasn't much) but shoes and handbag with camera, money etc in the lagoon and having shared a "yard" of vodka and coke with my friend and partaken of a few slammers my swimming was particularly unco-ordinated. When I surfaced I got a round of applause from all the diners in the restaurant attached to the club.

Millenium celebrations with(then) dp and youngest sister, just off the boat from NZ all wide eyed and innocent. Got completly bladdered, had to go home after the fireworks so left sister in the hands of gay best friend who took her to a "theatrical" party - men in dresses made of newspaper - you get the picture. she got home about 4am to find dp asleep and snoring on the couch (her bed for the evening) and me asleep (passed out) on the bathroom floor.

To make it worse, 3 weeks later I found out I was pregnant. It MUST have been that night but can't work out how it was physically possible.

After a memorable drunken summer night out DH and I were walking home when he decided he was far too hot and would strip off. He gradually removed every bit of clothing as we walked up the hill to our house, with me trailing along behind picking it all up. Car headlights appeared in front of us, coming down the hill so DH in his wisdom ran down someones driveway and hid behind the hedge. Guess which driveway the car turned in to

I was then treated to the sight of DH hurdling over the next 6 or so hedges (whilst trying to modestly cover the crown jewels ) as he sprinted up the hill as fast as he could.

Ah Diamond White or Diamond sh*te as it was affectionately known.... my Uni used to sell it for 99p and bottle (proved almost fatal on a number of occasions)!! And 20/20... there's a blast from the past! We used to call it Mad Dog 20/20. It was revolting, but about 14% proof. It did the job!

My best friend and I were out one night clubbing. We had drank a fair few of the afore mentioned drinks and we were mortal! Her new boyfriend was with us and she kept going on about how GORGEOUS he was. She spotted him on the dancefloor, walked over to him, threw her arms around his neck and snogged the face off him!! When she finished she realised that it wasn't him at all..... it was some poor 17 year old who proceeded to follow her about for weeks afterwards like a love-sick puppy. HA HA!