What's the craziest thing you've done after a night out?
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fatphilb
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just this thursday, i came home after st paddy's, completely blootered, and proceeded to go into my dads room, pick up his shoe and take a leak in it. he then woke up and went ballistic and i bumbled through to my room laughing. i dont actually recall any of this but i was mortified in the morning when he came through raging about it. then i had work at half 8. was a grim friday, and my dad works for the same dept as me, so i was getting angry dad emails all day 
We came out of the club, it was snowing and we wanted to go sledging.
So i went to my parents house and broke into the garage and got my childhood sledges out from the rafters of the garage. they were tied up with rope so it took a while.
then sledged until the sun rose in the local park.
So i went to my parents house and broke into the garage and got my childhood sledges out from the rafters of the garage. they were tied up with rope so it took a while.
then sledged until the sun rose in the local park.
Morbyd
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Something about swimming pools...
There was that time at Uni where we ended up with this random group of people... I think some of them were just visting town... drinking vodka from the bottle and telling stories in the common room of our dormitory. At some point, a decision was made to break into the swimming pool... 15 naked and underwear-clad people swimming at some insane hour of the morning and somehow managing not to get caught by security.
Fast foward, several years later, I was at a party and after significant consumption a bunch of us decided to walk over to the mini-mart for food. Somehow, that evolved into breaking into a local private child daycare facility and... yes... going swimming in the pool.
There was that time at Uni where we ended up with this random group of people... I think some of them were just visting town... drinking vodka from the bottle and telling stories in the common room of our dormitory. At some point, a decision was made to break into the swimming pool... 15 naked and underwear-clad people swimming at some insane hour of the morning and somehow managing not to get caught by security.
Fast foward, several years later, I was at a party and after significant consumption a bunch of us decided to walk over to the mini-mart for food. Somehow, that evolved into breaking into a local private child daycare facility and... yes... going swimming in the pool.
Beckiboo
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fatphilb said:
This reminded me of one night me and Jon went to a pub our friend worked in, in Barnet. His boss was away so he had a lock-in... obviously we all proceeded to get VERY drunk! Anyway the boys (Jon, his mate, and his mate's 17 year old brother) were all being the macho men that they think they are and doing shots of sambuca all night. The girls were being much more sensible and sticking to vodka
Anyway to cut a long story short, Jon the Lightweight got REALLY sick, proceeded to throw up all over the upstairs of this pub. I was FUMING! I put Jon to bed and then got down on my hands and knees with a bucket of soapy water and cleaned up all his puke from the carpet :x
Finally after I'd sorted the mess out, I got changed, chucked all my clothes in the corner of the room, and got into bed. We were sharing a room with our friend's younger brother (who was asleep on the floor).
Anyway, I had a TERRIBLE night's sleep, Jon was still coughing and spluttering from where he'd chucked up so much so I always had "one eye open" kinda thing to make sure he didn't choke on his own vomit
Next thing I know, it's about 4am, and the "younger brother" has got up out of his bed on the floor, walked over to the corner of the room, and proceeded to take a wee on the floor!!! I thought to myself "urrghh how disgusting"... before realising it was the exact same corner that I'd thrown all my clothes in! I was speechless.... Diesel coat, Diesel jeans, fancy top etc, all being wee'd on by a p1ssed 17 yr old 
:x I didn't have the energy to get up and tell him off, plus I figured he must have been sleep-walking
Anyway I woke up a few hours later, the room STANK, Unfortunately the central heating had come on during the night, and my freshly wee'd on clothes were by the radiator... well you can imagine the state (and the smell) of them when I picked them up :x
After giving Jon a good b0ll0cking, I then had to endure the train journey home dressed in my pyjama's and a pair of high heels
:x So in one night I'd had puke all over my hands, my clothes had been wee'd on, and I had a humiliating journey home. What a night
puppylover
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chewie_oo7 said:
Ditto - add a cup of horlicks to that on returning back home and that's my strangest carry on ever!
Not exactly crazy, just downright miserable state of affairs: -
Some years ago an old friend of the family died
He was a eccentric old dude who had a small holding (some cows and stuff)
Anyhow his nephew was dealing with the estate and asked if we knew anyone who would help clear his sheds out. Being the nice, kind person i am i offered to do it with a friend. Afterall, he was willing to pay us.
This came at a point in our lives where having a weekend off was not an option, BUT the job needed doing quite urgently so basically we had to do both but could only do it sundays. So after our usual all nighter, came home showered, picked my friend up, wellie's on and straight into it
Several problems soon became evident. The first being that the sheds obviously hadn't been cleaned out for time, secondly these sheds had tin roofs and it was mid summer = very warm compacted cow poo! and lastly the rats!
Hardest, smelliest, puke inducing work i've ever done. Plus, it took another 2 weeks to see the job off - of course, without sleep.
Some years ago an old friend of the family died
He was a eccentric old dude who had a small holding (some cows and stuff)Anyhow his nephew was dealing with the estate and asked if we knew anyone who would help clear his sheds out. Being the nice, kind person i am i offered to do it with a friend. Afterall, he was willing to pay us.
This came at a point in our lives where having a weekend off was not an option, BUT the job needed doing quite urgently so basically we had to do both but could only do it sundays. So after our usual all nighter, came home showered, picked my friend up, wellie's on and straight into it
Several problems soon became evident. The first being that the sheds obviously hadn't been cleaned out for time, secondly these sheds had tin roofs and it was mid summer = very warm compacted cow poo!
and lastly the rats! Hardest, smelliest, puke inducing work i've ever done. Plus, it took another 2 weeks to see the job off - of course, without sleep.
Sheff girl
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After a night at Bed, me and my ex decided to do some comedy half naked running down the road for the benefit of our friends watching from the flat. On our way back, we found an old bath in a skip outside the plumber's shop. So we took it in trying not to alert anyone else inside, filled it with water and sat in it, singing 'row row row your boat' loudly until everyone came out odf the lounge wondering what the hell was going on. Things soon got messy as we got a combination of dried porridge oats, chocolate milk and lemonade thrown in with us also. Then my dippy flatmate decided to take the plug out, not thinking that as it was an old bath sat in the kitchen, it might not actually be connected to any pipes.. 
so out all the crap came, flooding the kitchen floor. Of course we couldn't be arsed to clean it up that night, so we came down the Sunday afternoon to a monumental mess 
Funny memories though!
so out all the crap came, flooding the kitchen floor. Of course we couldn't be arsed to clean it up that night, so we came down the Sunday afternoon to a monumental mess Funny memories though!
