MOTN 6/26 - Drunken Memories!

[carolyngrace]

Well, I'm sure I screwed myself by staying up until midnight. I stayed up right through DB's first stretch of sleep. Here's hoping the second stretch is long enough for me to get some ZZZ's...

Anyone else up late, or in the MOTN, and want to reminisce a bit? What's one of your craziest drunken memories? My girlfriend and I were realizing what old ladies we have become and remembering how crazy we used to get tonight...

Our nights out always started with "We'll just split a pitcher of beer!", which was followed with "Just ONE shot of tequila"... This one time my friend disappeared and I found her in the bathroom. She had puked on the floor and then proceeded to clean it up on her hands and knees with toilet paper. I dragged her towards the door (to go home) and on our way out we met some girls who invited us to a dance party. We went to some random house and danced until like 4am! 

So spill the beans and tell me about something fun or crazy you did so we can read through them as we nurse in the dark tonight

[Widget123]

*poof*

[Deleted]

One of my favorite memories was a work trip I took to Sydney Australia in my early twenties. My coworkers and I got so wasted that we walked by this apartment complex that was having a party and we crashed the party a la wedding crashers and pretended we knew people there. Everyone there was so wasted too that no one noticed. We ended up out until 5am and going bar hopping w people we met there

[wegrowsheep]

One of my fave memories is of me and a good friend and a bunch of old men from Uruguay and Ukraine. We were touring sheep stations in NZ and had a nice dinner in Christchurch on our last evening. The old men kept telling dirty jokes and filling our glasses, and the 2 of us consumed 3 bottles before we teetered off to our hotel room. Epic hangover.

Also, played tuba for college marching band. Screwdrivers for breakfast. Enough said.

[ravinraven216]

I was in New Orleans after a cruise with my dad and stepmom. I got totally shitfaced on Bourbon Street and drunk dialed my roommate who was back in Ohio doing the nighttime Relay for Life. I found out from Future DH that I had called during the silent memorial lap. I was too drunk and sick to eat anything like I needed to, so I wandered back to my hotel, earning my beads along the way. Somewhere I lost my room key and had to request a new one while slumped over the counter, clutching my souvenir cup from Jean Lafite's Tavern like my last scrap of dignity. I remember being glad my sister had to return home early so I had the room to myself and therefore an extra bed in case I threw up in one. I was in bed by 9:30.

Life pro tip - don't imbibe unfamiliar booze drinks on an empty stomach.