It's that time of the year when you wake up remembering something you really wish you hadn't done at the party the night before!
M, at hers last year, got pissed and got her tits out for the guys at work, including her boss, whose wife was far from impressed!
Anyone else got a tale to tell?
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Drunk at the Christmas Party!
Sex God
It wasn't a Christmas party but a start of term party in the dorm in Denmark where I lived this time last year.
It's called "tour de chambre" (tour of rooms) and involves the people who live in your section of the dorm, a theme, fancy dress, dinner and lots of alcohol. Each person dresses up, themes their room and serves a drink to go with the theme.
Wine with dinner, then 8 rooms later I decide to fall into a cute lad I have talked to in the kitchen a few times. Muttering "I quite fancy you" he replied "I quite fancy you too" we snogged loads and got left behind by the crowd while he tried to find the key to his door so we could... well....... :rascal:
The next morning I woke up in my own room with my underwear hung on the light fitting and lamp with no other clothes, no sign of the costume I had been wearing the night before. :shock: Where were they?
When I mentioned to my friend from Iceland that I had lost my clothes the night before and couldn't remember what I had done she suggested I checked John's room with a roll of her eyes.
Lo and behold he had the missing clothes, but why were they soaking wet?
In the flash backs for the next two weeks I remembered far too much of what went on including a wet tshirt comp in the shower room including way too much nudity on my part, snogging the oldest guy in kitchen, falling off the toilet in someones bathroom and falling up the stairs. It was messy.
Everyone but me had thrown up so they had got it out of their system, it took a full day to clean the dorm up and some people ended up sleeping in the corridors because they had been so sick in their own rooms!....
Because I had not thrown up I suffered for the worst part of three days while it worked its way through while everyone kept very hush hush about what had happened.
I uttered the immortal words....... I'm never drinking ever again....... yeah right!
It's called "tour de chambre" (tour of rooms) and involves the people who live in your section of the dorm, a theme, fancy dress, dinner and lots of alcohol. Each person dresses up, themes their room and serves a drink to go with the theme.
Wine with dinner, then 8 rooms later I decide to fall into a cute lad I have talked to in the kitchen a few times. Muttering "I quite fancy you" he replied "I quite fancy you too" we snogged loads and got left behind by the crowd while he tried to find the key to his door so we could... well....... :rascal:
The next morning I woke up in my own room with my underwear hung on the light fitting and lamp with no other clothes, no sign of the costume I had been wearing the night before. :shock: Where were they?
When I mentioned to my friend from Iceland that I had lost my clothes the night before and couldn't remember what I had done she suggested I checked John's room with a roll of her eyes.
Lo and behold he had the missing clothes, but why were they soaking wet?
In the flash backs for the next two weeks I remembered far too much of what went on including a wet tshirt comp in the shower room including way too much nudity on my part, snogging the oldest guy in kitchen, falling off the toilet in someones bathroom and falling up the stairs. It was messy.
Everyone but me had thrown up so they had got it out of their system, it took a full day to clean the dorm up and some people ended up sleeping in the corridors because they had been so sick in their own rooms!....
Because I had not thrown up I suffered for the worst part of three days while it worked its way through while everyone kept very hush hush about what had happened.
I uttered the immortal words....... I'm never drinking ever again....... yeah right!
Quote by sheffieldfun4two
It's that time of the year when you wake up remembering something you really wish you hadn't done at the party the night before!
M, at hers last year, got pissed and got her tits out for the guys at work, including her boss, whose wife was far from impressed!
Anyone else got a tale to tell?
:shock: sorry i had to laugh at that one poor m
l the stuff ive done and soooooo wished i hadnt
I haven't done anything much when drunk apart from sleep or puke Worst one was my training centre crimbo party when I was 17, I managed to sneak past and convince the barman that I was 18 to get served with vodka and orange. Unfortunately I had already down a bottle of martini and a bottle of concorde before we got there. I remember laying down in the loos on a bench and giggling, then I remember decorating one of the toilet cubicles before being carried out by two of the people who were supposed to be watching us, taken home in their car and dumped on my bed. Panic ensued in the car as I said 'urrrrrr gonna be sick' and they hastily grabbed a whsmith carrier bag and shoved it in my face.
Funny what you remember isn't it, they dumped me, looked around my hovel of a bedsit saying 'christ how can anyone live here?' and I remember the whsmith carrier bag clearly and the orange stain it left on the carpet when it bloody leaked.
I said 'never again' and to this day I have always been a very light drinker so I did stick to it!
Worst one was my training centre crimbo party when I was 17, I managed to sneak past and convince the barman that I was 18 to get served with vodka and orange. Unfortunately I had already down a bottle of martini and a bottle of concorde before we got there. I remember laying down in the loos on a bench and giggling, then I remember decorating one of the toilet cubicles before being carried out by two of the people who were supposed to be watching us, taken home in their car and dumped on my bed. Panic ensued in the car as I said 'urrrrrr gonna be sick' and they hastily grabbed a whsmith carrier bag and shoved it in my face.Funny what you remember isn't it, they dumped me, looked around my hovel of a bedsit saying 'christ how can anyone live here?' and I remember the whsmith carrier bag clearly and the orange stain it left on the carpet when it bloody leaked.
I said 'never again' and to this day I have always been a very light drinker so I did stick to it!
Sex God
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I said 'never again' and to this day I have always been a very light drinker so I did stick to it!
I unfortunately didn't learn my lesson any of the times and still get drunk now.
Although only if I know the people I'm with are ok with me getting drunk, I can't drink too much around people that don't drink.There was the time I danced in a fountain, the time I flashed on the party bus, the time I ended up decorating the back garden of a pal with road signs....... the list goes on I'm afraid! All very good fun!
I'm just as crazy when I'm not drinking so I can't blame the alcohol all the time.
ops: I now prefer to remember what I've done and have learnt when to stop.I'm out on a christmas party this afternoon! Maybe I can tell you a few stories tomorrow when I'm recovering!
