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Well, first off, in my day if you remembered it clearly, you weren't there. I've woken up on a female friend's living room floor several times after a party. One time, next to a guy in his shorts. Thank God my butt didn't hurt! :D One time, after a particularly bad night, I too woke up in a hospital with a tube up my nose & down my throat. And a gut full of aquarium charcoal. Another time, I woke up in a wooded lot sleeping under a tree in the morning foggy mist in late fall. Long walk home to my Mustang. Another time with the Mustang Cobra II with my built SB, I woke up at home after alcohol, weed, blotter acid & ? My wife asked me where the Cobra was. I thought it was outside. So I got really hacked (still hung/buzzed over), grabbed my Winchester 12 gauge & proceeded to walk all the way across town to my buddy's house to say WTF? Even walked into a convenience store with it for orange juice. They busted me a couple doors from his house. I'm sure there's more, but....:drunk:
 
Well, first off, in my day if you remembered it clearly, you weren't there. I've woken up on a female friend's living room floor several times after a party. One time, next to a guy in his shorts. Thank God my butt didn't hurt! :D One time, after a particularly bad night, I too woke up in a hospital with a tube up my nose & down my throat. And a gut full of aquarium charcoal. Another time, I woke up in a wooded lot sleeping under a tree in the morning foggy mist in late fall. Long walk home to my Mustang. Another time with the Mustang Cobra II with my built SB, I woke up at home after alcohol, weed, blotter acid & ? My wife asked me where the Cobra was. I thought it was outside. So I got really hacked (still hung/buzzed over), grabbed my Winchester 12 gauge & proceeded to walk all the way across town to my buddy's house to say WTF? Even walked into a convenience store with it for orange juice. They busted me a couple doors from his house. I'm sure there's more, but....:drunk:
Wow! I remember doing blotter acid back in the day. Seeing trails and writing in the air with our cigarettes.

I would have to say the worst place ever I have woken up at, was in a hospital E.R. room.
 
Wow! I remember doing blotter acid back in the day. Seeing trails and writing in the air with our cigarettes.

I would have to say the worst place ever I have woken up at, was in a hospital E.R. room.

Well, with me that stuff made me do what we used to call "cartooning". Who ever or whatever character popped into your head from movies, TV, etc you became. Weird reaction?! I became the Hulk. The one buffy that gave us the "blotto" moved back to AZ last I heard.
 
Well, with me that stuff made me do what we used to call "cartooning". Who ever or whatever character popped into your head from movies, TV, etc you became. Weird reaction?! I became the Hulk. The one buffy that gave us the "blotto" moved back to AZ last I heard.

Yeah, I was never an acid-head, but did it enough to know what a weird drug it was. I remember sugar-cube, window-pane and blotter.

I remember one time trippin and playing pool with an old timer. ( I was a young mediocre player ) I was so in-tune I couldn't miss a shot. I ran the table, I even sliced a ball down the rail past the side pocket and made it. The old timer thought I was a pool shark.

I would never in a million years do it now. Is it even still around?
 
Yeah, I was never an acid-head, but did it enough to know what a weird drug it was. I remember sugar-cube, window-pane and blotter.

I remember one time trippin and playing pool with an old timer. ( I was a young mediocre player ) I was so in-tune I couldn't miss a shot. I ran the table, I even sliced a ball down the rail past the side pocket and made it. The old timer thought I was a pool shark.

I would never in a million years do it now. Is it even still around?

Idk if it still is, haven't been into experimenting with stuff in a long time. But I have been known to run the table back then. Surprised the shiz outta my buds...
 
Used to live less than half a mile from the bars in college. That gave me a lot of false confidence in my abilities to get home later.

One night after a halloween party, I got blackout drunk closing down some generic Irish-themed dive, got turned-around while leaving, and drunkenly stumbled over 2 miles in the wrong direction before passing out in a bush on the side of the road. It was quite a shock when I woke up later surrounded by foliage, without a clue as to where I was.

The two-and-a-half mile walk of shame home the next morning (still in my costume) was pretty amusing, though.
 
I woke up in the hospital with a severe concussion, cracked orbital, 4 broken ribs, broken leg, 7 broken fingers, a broken nose, separated shoulder, and burns all over my hands and face.

I was 18 and a passenger in a friends car. 3 weeks from high school graduation. We were wasted. He lost control and hit a tree. The burns were from the airbag.

There were 2 other kids in the back seat who had minor injuries.

The driver wasn't as lucky and died after 2 days in ICU.
 
Sorry to hear that, fr. No One needs to live with something like that. If I'd have kept my big mouth shut, my youngest brother would be alive now. So I feel ya, man.
 
Not the best but at a reenactment, in the pouring rain with my head on a log like a pillow. I was fifteen and the adult who looked the other way when I got into his beer remarked that that was the drunkest he'd ever seen someone get on three beers. I weighed a buck twenty soaking wet at the time.


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In college apparently I started pounding flaming doctor pepper shots and then tried to sleep with my friend Jenn "Tattoos". I remember none of this. When she told me the next day I apologized and asked if I had been a jerk about it. "Nah... I just knew you were either really drunk or way too horny to get at it... Because you of all people know where it's been." I had to agree sadly. She did me a real favor, punching me in the gut as she apparently did.


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Not the best but at a reenactment, in the pouring rain with my head on a log like a pillow. I was fifteen and the adult who looked the other way when I got into his beer remarked that that was the drunkest he'd ever seen someone get on three beers. I weighed a buck twenty soaking wet at the time.


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are you making fun of me?
 
The worst place I ever woke up in was a "stress daze". Arrived at work at 6
:45 AM. The regular 6:00 AM starters weren't there. Checked my watch to make sure of the correct time. It was Saturday.
 
I woke up on a couch in the leasing office of an apartment complex once, spooning a pretty decent looking chick that I still, to this day, have no clue who she was. Apparently, we had met at a bar the night before and my buddy was driving us back to his place of employment (the apartment complex) to continue our partying. Somewhere along the way, he totaled his car, and another friend gave us a ride the rest of the way. I have absolutely no recollection of the accident, but I saw the car a few days later and realised how lucky we were to have walked away without a scratch. That was almost 30 years ago, and I haven't been that drunk since.
 
I woke up on a couch in the leasing office of an apartment complex once, spooning a pretty decent looking chick that I still, to this day, have no clue who she was. Apparently, we had met at a bar the night before and my buddy was driving us back to his place of employment (the apartment complex) to continue our partying. Somewhere along the way, he totaled his car, and another friend gave us a ride the rest of the way. I have absolutely no recollection of the accident, but I saw the car a few days later and realised how lucky we were to have walked away without a scratch. That was almost 30 years ago, and I haven't been that drunk since.

Doesn't sound like such a bad place to wake up to me. :rockin: Unusual, yes, but not painful or horribly embarrassing.
 
ive got to many of these damn stories to share, but one good one is....

had a long morning of punkrock kickball. a few pints of gin, decided to drive down to indianapolis to see Motorhead. got in to a huge fight with the driver, punched him in the face, splitting his eye open. said sorry and jumped out on the e-way(465 for you indiana folks), rolled to a stop with 2 broken thumbs and wrecked ankles, ran across the road some how and went in to a motel 8. i guess i tried to hide out in the boiler room, but they called the cops and took my stupid ass to jail. i woke up wearing all orange, to the TV playing that dumb movie Problem Child. i had no idea where i was, the jump suits just said Marion. for some reason i thought Marion city, instead of Marion Co. took my GF along time to figure it out since the msg i left her said marion city...

and i didnt get to see motorhead for 3 more years. :rockin:

because he canceled every show i tried to go to after that. not cause i stayed in jail. :pipe:
 
Not the worst or really bad, but it was confusing. We went out for my fiancee's birthday in May. I woke up underneath the coffee table. No one is sure how I ended up there because I apparently passed out my the desk about 20 feet away. When I woke up I slammed my head against the table, did not help my hangover.
 
New years day 2000 I woke up under a table in a bar in Brussels at 6:00am... I had only had 3 drinks but don't remember anything after midnight. I did take a swig of a bottle of champagne some girl passed to me.... my guess is I got hit with some kind of roofie that was intended for her. I hope she was ok...I had a nasty hangover.
 
New years day 2000 I woke up under a table in a bar in Brussels at 6:00am... I had only had 3 drinks but don't remember anything after midnight. I did take a swig of a bottle of champagne some girl passed to me.... my guess is I got hit with some kind of roofie that was intended for her. I hope she was ok...I had a nasty hangover.

Was your ass sore?
 
Waking up on a bathroom floor, and being thankful that the floor tiles were so cool.


A few years ago, we had a New Years party at my house. Well my buddy ended up passing out in my bathroom throwing up. What he didn't know , nor appreciate, what that I had a heated tile floor.
 
A few years ago, we had a New Years party at my house. Well my buddy ended up passing out in my bathroom throwing up. What he didn't know , nor appreciate, what that I had a heated tile floor.

I'm not the kind of guy to sound like an a-hole, but Bwahahahahahahhaaaaa!!!!! how's that warm vomit, son?!? hahahahhaa!!!!
 
not the worst place, but don't pass out at parties. courtesy of Klubb, Inc PSA.

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