The Worst Hangover or Drunk Story of Yours

Ladies, taking over this thread? :rolleye33: Who knew?

 

as if they dont try to take over everything else in life:hihi:
just joshing, just joshing

 

That is funny! (not to make you feel bad but I was born in 74:hihi

But a story that fits this one:

We went to the Bud shoot out two years ago and it was freezing and then started raining! As we are walking up to the track (hoping that the race would actually go green) and there is this couple fully dressed and wrapped up in each others arms in the pouring down rain PASSED OUT DEAD and it had to be around 30-40 degrees outside if you didn't count the rain.

The whole crowd is just stepping over them and walking towards the track.

They had to wake up deathly ill when they finally regained the ability!

 

That's sexist. I joke, I joke.

 

I share so the younger ones may learn from the err of my ways.....

Now..I have watched a friend of mine participate in a wet t-shirt contest once....shhhheeee was drrrrrruuuuuunnnnkkkk, but she did it.....I was sooo proud of her that takes serious courage....good on ya OT!

 

naw, thats more of a joke from being in marriage a year now.

 

I was at a David Alan Coe concert at Murphy's my sophmore year in school. He had a cold and walked off after about 20 min on stage. He went out back and got in his limo which was parked beside the back deck. I decided that I had been short changed and that in order to make things right I would stand on the hood and p--- on the windshield. After about four seconds the driver and another giant jumped out of the car and I took off running. Ran through the bar (no I didn't have time to put things back in place) and out front to my truck.

 

I take the 5th.

 

Of Jack or Crown?

 

You know you are super plowed when all you want to do is lie where you lay. All of your friends are saying "No, get in bed. You'll be so glad you did tomorrow morning" and your like "No I wanna sttay hur. Thfis parkin lot is comfy."


While living in NO I went out for a friends Bday. This was the same night that a homeless lady and I got into a bit of a disagreement. Read: she threatened to cut me.

I got home at 4am, woke up at 6- was at work for 6:30am, still drunk, EXTREMELY hung over, puking my guts out, and I had to work the Banana's Foster station all day for Mother's Day Brunch. I still have yet to be able to smell butter, sugar, rum and Banana Liquor cooking.