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In two or three short sentences sum up one of your best drinking nights ever. No details, just keep it short and sweet. If someone wants details, they can ask.

I'll start:

Partied and Got drunk in the middle of Montana with Three Dog Night and got punched in the head trying to defend them from a local yocal who's girlfriend forgot she was spoken for. Best Night Ever :rockin:
 
I have two is that cheating/


Drank 2 1/2 gallons of homebrew and drove to canada. Strip Club was closed so we threw pennies out the window at hookers on our way back to Buffalo.

Drank 2 bottles of captain with 2 exgirlfiends. Had lots of fun in the hot tub till my parents opened the window and wondered what the noise was.
 
In the same night: Got drunk at the David Allen Coe concert, almost punched in face by an extremely intoxicated Leon Spinks (so drunk I couldn't understand what he was even trying to say) all in the town whose claim to fame is that they host the Annual
Testicle Festival.
 
Drank 2 1/2 gallons of homebrew and drove to canada. Strip Club was closed so we threw pennies out the window at hookers on our way back to Buffalo.
hah

can't think of my best night ever, but i remember this was a good one:

went to local bar, underage, i was a regular there. brought ex-girlfriend to meet pseudo-girlfriend, just for the **** of it. went home with the bartender.
 
At party drinking in hot-tub with two girls and a friend. He goes to pee but comes back wearing a ladies one-piece bathing suit and carrying a full 1gal baby dill pickle jar, gets in the tup and starts singing "P.I. Pickelo, Pickelo K.I." and flinging pickles everywhere. I end up having sex with both girls before throwing up in someones cooler and passing out.
 
I have two is that cheating/

Post as many as you want....

In the same night: Got drunk at the David Allen Coe concert, almost punched in face by an extremely intoxicated Leon Spinks (so drunk I couldn't understand what he was even trying to say) all in the town whose claim to fame is that they host the Annual
Testicle Festival.

Must be in Rock Creek Montana??

At party drinking in hot-tub with two girls and a friend. He goes to pee but comes back wearing a ladies one-piece bathing suit and carrying a full 1gal baby dill pickle jar, gets in the tup and starts singing "P.I. Pickelo, Pickelo K.I." and flinging pickles everywhere. I end up having sex with both girls before throwing up in someones cooler and passing out.


Thats some funny stuff
 
Was making out in the bathroom with the hostess of a house party, got sick, was threatened with life and limb if I threw up on her white carpet so I went outside and stood in the mud in my socks, puked, and then walked back across said white carpet with my mud/puke soaked socks. At least I didn't puke on the carpet!
 
Started off with doing a shuffle in Athens OH Court Street, Pictures taken on top of pop machines, climbing the sides of random semi trailors, winding up at speedway all of a sudden by myself on a mysterious bike with a flat tire wondering why I'm there, waking up in a random front yard to my friends yelling my name in the neighborhood. They knew one of my college goals was waking up somewhere completely random and not not knowing why. (got to have goals). Then back to the house for food and smoke.
 
It will be more than just a couple sentences but ill keep it as short as possible.

It was for my bachelor party. I started tequila (patron) shots around 9:30 am. We decided to go indoor go carting. We pounded beers the whole way there. These go carts were the ****. We had to wear semi-full race gear including a real helmet and neck brace. These carts did 30+ MPH. We pounded a beer and did a shot between every race. My lap times kept getting worse and worse for some reason though :drunk:. Left there went to victory's brewery. Got plastered and the rest of the night is a blur. I remember doing more tequila shots out of a stripper's titties and getting drug up on stage and ridden like a horse by 2 other strippers. One of the best days of my life.
 
It will be more than just a couple sentences but ill keep it as short as possible.

It was for my bachelor party. I started tequila (patron) shots around 9:30 am. We decided to go indoor go carting. We pounded beers the whole way there. These go carts were the ****. We had to wear semi-full race gear including a real helmet and neck brace. These carts did 30+ MPH. We pounded a beer and did a shot between every race. My lap times kept getting worse and worse for some reason though :drunk:. Left there went to victory's brewery. Got plastered and the rest of the night is a blur. I remember doing more tequila shots out of a stripper's titties and getting drug up on stage and ridden like a horse by 2 other strippers. One of the best days of my life.

Yeah, best nights should always start about 10 in the morning!!
 
Designated driver dropped me off at my car behind an old rope factory, did a couple of doughnuts and took off. I went into the bushes to "water them" when a car came up behind me and turned on it's bright lights. I shouted "turn off your lights pervert" thinking it was my buddy. The police officer turned off his spotlight and turned the blue ones on instead:D

God love the Plymouth Police.... I got a ride home and not to jail.
 
What started out to be one of my most memorable nights in Buffalo was suddenly cut short when some bastid drove by throwing out pennies. Took one to the crotch ya know.....
 
First night on Bourbon Street for a double bachelor party, six months after divorce.
 
What started out to be one of my most memorable nights in Buffalo was suddenly cut short when some bastid drove by throwing out pennies. Took one to the crotch ya know.....
Ha ha ha

First night on Bourbon Street for a double bachelor party, six months after divorce.
Bachelor parties are supposed to be before teh wedding, not after the divorce! You're doing it wrong :D
 
1. Getting ****faced at a townie bar in Madison; backing up a buddy in a fight; having my buddy accidentally clonk me over the head with a pay phone receiver while I was grappling with the guy I was fighting; coming to and discovering that now I'm grappling with a completely different person; discovering the completely different person is a bouncer at the bar, a BIG bouncer; losing my watch; being driven (always nominate a designated driver, kids!) back to the bar to look for my watch just in time to see the guy I was fighting getting pulled over at a sobriety check point; finding my watch; watching him get handcuffed while laughing my ass off.

2. Two days before basic training going out for a night on the town with my friends; hitting up a college party in an apartment suite; drinking all their free booze; drunkenly watching my buddy panty-raid the girls' bedrooms and run out the door; dancing with a chick who must have been 6'3"; leaving for some reason; pissing in the elevator screaming "Spring Break" (it was spring) with my back to the door just as it opens to reveal a family of 5 staring slack jawed at me; not driving home; falling asleep with my dick in my hand in front of the computer while whacking it to random porn mpegs
 
18 years old senior in HS very large school my graduation class had 1300 kids and 18 was the legal age to drink at the time. Pick up a 26 year old blond with huge boobs ...... fast forward to Monday and there she is in the hallway turns out she was one of the 11th grade teachers..... She did come to my graduation party.:)
 
2006, Edinburgh, Scotland. First overseas vacation -- London, then Edinburgh.

I was traveling with my best friend and his girlfriend. We started in Old Edinburgh, did the Literary Pub tour (which stopped at 8 pubs, with a story about events in history at each [and a pint, sometimes a half]). Then dinner at another pub, then off to New Edinburgh...don't remember many details about New Edinburgh except that at some point I had the best late night McDonald's fish filet sandwich in the world (no place else open at that hour for food), or so I thought at that moment anyway. We found some bicycle-rickshaw guys and aforementioned friend's girlfriend handpicked one based on size of calf muscles, and we piled in and rode back to the hotel in Old Edinburgh.

I remember not being able to get my card key to open the elevator once we were back at the hotel, but friend walked by and it worked fine for him. Go figure. :)
 
On trip to Cleveland drinking with some buddies, got smashed, kicked out of bar, pulled my man sack out of my pants fly and jumped up and down at the bouncer... There is a picture somewhere...
 
Ha ha ha

Bachelor parties are supposed to be before teh wedding, not after the divorce! You're doing it wrong :D

Sorry. I was at 2 other guys' bachelor party. It was six months after I got divorced. I was like a bird out of a cage.
 
Threw a bachelors party, the groom to be got tossed out of the strip club because he jumped on stage. Went to another strip club with hotter girls, and proceeded to stimulate the economy.
 
Woke up in an alley from sleeping in my own vomit. It took 4 days of brushing and showers to get it out of my hair. Apparently, I had left my friends to take a quick puke and they lost me just as I lost consciousness.

Oh, BEST night ever...sorry...umm...06/06/06 was pretty tight, camping in the mountains overlooking the ocean and getting piss drunk while waiting for Satan to rise from the depths. Beautiful night. No Satan, tho. That ****er is never on time.
 
Two days, really.

Went overseas for The Nav. Stopped in Greece. I was getting out soon so I wanted to have a blowout with the buddies. Me and one buddy crashed at a hotel room we reserved at about 4am. Another buddy tried to find us at about 8am, but got the wrong room. Somehow ended up getting into the room when the occupants were out. Hotel management interrogated him about it, I somehow got involved and they wanted to arrest us both. Our supervisor got us out of it but we had to leave the hotel immediately and never return.

No problem. Greek prison and all.

So we found some breakfast, located a public pool with a bar attached. Proceeded to drink that day from about 10am to sunset, when we headed out in the town to continue drinking until about 2am. Massive drinking binge, sunburnt to all getout, and met A LOT of English chicks. Not all of them have bad teeth. They didn't feel that way at least.
 

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