What was the widest night you ever had?

[freeringo]

I had 2 super wild nights I don't think would be appropriate
to share here.
One I can share is the night I took 5 of my best friends to a Giants baseball game. I use to play tennis with the owner of Andersons TV at his mansion.
He gave me Sky Booth tickets that he shared with Roger Craig and Dwight Clark. FN Sky Booth seats overlooking Will Clark at 1st base. Well we soon found out that they sold bottles of booze to Box Seats guests.
Well we drank so mush that we ended up tearing up the place, got in a fight
and kicked out. I am now driving home with 4 friends in the back of truck camper shell and I am completely driving blind. A knock on the window,
"Dave has to piss" So I pull over on the side of 280 in Daly City to let him out. Well Dave also was on crutches at the time. Another knock on the window and I drive off. KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK YOU LEFT DAVE
I Back up 500 yards and we are off again. We have 40 mile drive left and
we should be out of the city in 5 min. I can't drive I am so drunk. I managed to make the first rest stop 10 miles down and we all sleep for
30 min. We are off again, this time Andy is sitting next to me and throws up in my brand new truck. He holds his hand over his mouth and the puke starts shooting every where. OH MY GOD
I make it to within Los Altos city limits where most of us live and I have to pull over again to sleep it off.
No Accidents , No Cops
A MIRACLE
I paid though!
The puke from Andy stained every thing in my truck including the headliner.
and the smell

[BnLM5]

WOW! Now that's a wild story! OUCH for you, damn it! Did you ever think that maybe the Birthday Boy is guilty of breaking your bones while you were on, or off of the curbs face first, or maybe it was karma not fate with your buddy and he actually dragged you by your feet home and broke your ankels then and just couldn't tell you? Man that makes me wonder! It could have been worse though, It could have been the pain of a failing liver NDN Sir. (just some food for thought)

[BnLM5]

Misery! One of the best scary movies of all time!

Great movie! That B - otch was blooming NUTs. A true 5150 to say the least.

[knowledge]

Eejit, that was in Greece you sat on the bed? Was it men, women or a combination of the two? Also what kind of beer did you drink?

[nodepositneeded]

WOW! Now that's a wild story! OUCH for you, damn it! Did you ever think that maybe the Birthday Boy is guilty of breaking your bones while you were on, or off of the curbs face first, or maybe it was karma not fate with your buddy and he actually dragged you by your feet home and broke your ankels then and just couldn't tell you? Man that makes me wonder! It could have been worse though, It could have been the pain of a failing liver NDN Sir. (just some food for thought)

Needless to say, NDN has not had a night that bad since!

[eejit101]

Eejit, that was in Greece you sat on the bed? Was it men, women or a combination of the two? Also what kind of beer did you drink?

yes. man + woman. Beer - Amstel

[taylovesthebeatles]

Needless to say, NDN has not had a night that bad since!

But NDN is still crazy enough (as is Tay) that he talks about himself in third person!

[BnLM5]

Needless to say, NDN has not had a night that bad since!

That's good to know.

[freeringo]

But NDN is still crazy enough (as is Tay) that he talks about himself in third person!

So did Bugs Bunny and Daffy Duck and I still loved them.

[terbo71]

But NDN is still crazy enough (as is Tay) that he talks about himself in third person!

Hey I do that too. And I have had too many crazy nights to mention. But I do believe, by reading this thread, if we all ended up together at some point in time we could have one crazy night to beat all! Without the broken ankles and beeing pissed on of coarse.

[knowledge]

Was in Bull Frog Corners Mississippi, now to far from Memphis and went to a club and picked up a girl who was with her sister. She took me back to Memphis with her sister driving a Karmin Ghia we had sex in the back seat.....which is a total of about 1 foot long and 4 inches wide!!!!!! Thats the size of the seat........not me.......LOL

[eejit101]

Was in Bull Frog Corners Mississippi, now to far from Memphis and went to a club and picked up a girl who was with her sister. She took me back to Memphis with her sister driving a Karmin Ghia we had sex in the back seat.....which is a total of about 1 foot long and 4 inches wide!!!!!! Thats the size of the seat........not me.......LOL

LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL

I actually laughed out loud at that.

Alot.

+rep 4 u!

[taylovesthebeatles]

Was in Bull Frog Corners Mississippi, now to far from Memphis and went to a club and picked up a girl who was with her sister. She took me back to Memphis with her sister driving a Karmin Ghia we had sex in the back seat.....which is a total of about 1 foot long and 4 inches wide!!!!!! Thats the size of the seat........not me.......LOL

Who is we, just you and the girl or did her sister join in too? If it was just the girl, what the hell were you thinking, man!

[ROGUE63]

when i lived in toronto i got an invite up north to my aunts farm for a BBQ/party
i was the last person left on the field fell asleep on a bale of hay covered up in a horse blanket and woke up a mile down the road walking away from the farm . i made my way back to the farm and about 7:00 am the kids came out picking up the empties and trash.well they brought me all the unopened beer they found and and three or 4 part pks of cigarettes and pretty soon on i was well on my way to another wild night

[0maxpower0]

Not so much a wild night; first time i drank was like 17 parents outta town all that jazz. My buddy is, unknowing to me, in my bathroom passed out after puking. Im aobut to do the same and i cant get the door open to the bathroom.My family would usually have the towels behind teh door and theyd buildup and make the door hard to open. So its like 5 am im trying to get this bathroom door open, closing it then opening it harder, tried that a few times and peeked my head in. I had been ramming the corner of the door into my buddies head for about a good minute. He wasnt even like conscious. To this day,his head is like a cone, it looks like hes wearing a dunce cap on his head. banged his head so many times that it created a permanent welt.... dont drink soko, ok. please, your friends will get hurt

[freeringo]

Those two story are a tie for TOO FUNNY

laughing hurts sometimes.

[taylovesthebeatles]

+rep power to maxpower

hey freeringo if you want to hear more details of mine just pm me or whatever. it could make you laugh, or cry.

[knowledge]

thx eejit you made my night. It looks like another night of midgets and panda bears for me!

[DINGO8MYBABY]

Why Dingo shouldn't drink (pt. 1):

Back when I worked in television, I was part of a PBS-type documentary shoot in Vermont where we videotaped this bizarre Polish-Irish/Brazilian-German wedding. I shot hand-held all day, was spent by nightfall, and despite an invitation to hangout at the producer's party, I retired to my hotel room to watch the Gretzky game on TV. We'd been warned beforehand about the producer's teenage godson who had some nervous disorder that prevented him from feeling pain, but when he knocked on the door my idiot sound-man/roommate known as Shag Boss opened the door. He asked the kid (who was slightly mentally retarded) if he was lost or something. The kid attacked Shag Boss with claw hands and kicking with both feet. When I started to get off the floor to try to stop it, the kid did a cannonball on me and bit me. This is a quandry: do you really want to beat up the producer's teenage godson? Shag Boss and I finally got the kid on the floor pummeling him from both sides, but with the kid's nervous disorder it felt like we were tickling him, and he giggled maniacally the whole time. We were finally able to bum-rush him out the door, which scared the crap out of a little old man in the hallway, and Shag Boss and I were left to examine the marks on us as we just got our *** kicked by a fourteen-year-old.

The producer's alcoholic son showed up with two Polish cousins who were hiding from their grandmother because they had skipped out on the wedding at one point to go to a Joey Chitwood car show. I was noticeably exhausted and beat up, and the producer's son promised to bring me back something from the party. I fell asleep watching the hockey game, and woke up hours later to find the Polish cousins and Shag Boss passed out on the floor like speedbumps. However, the producer's son had left me a fifth of Canadian Hunter on the nightstand. I was sore as hell from the shoot and the attack, and figured the Canadian Hunter could help kill the pain. I sat on the floor and drank and drank but wasn't catching any buzz at all.

About 3/4 of the way through the bottle in less than two hours, the alcohol finally broke through the pain barrier and went off like a bomb. I couldn't even sit against a wall with wobbling. I throw up in the sink the first time, and being young and stupid I figured the damage was already done, so I keep drinking. After almost finishing the bottle, I feel really sick, crawl to the toilet, and throw up maybe 4-5 times. Since it was a fancy resort hotel, the toilet had one of those discreet tricky semi-hidden flushers. The last thing I remember is trying to find the flusher and calling the toilet a cheating *****.

I wake up a few hours later with my face puke-dried to the tile floor with broken porcelan all over the room. I apparently took the lid off the toilet tank the beat the hell out of the toilet with it. Shag Boss finds me and calls the maid, who takes one look at me, flees, and come back covered in plastic as if I'm radioactive. The producer shows up--by this time I had crawled into the bathtub with the beer and ice and had the shower running--and laughs his *** off. He never once later mentioned the damge bill he had to have been hit with, but then he paid the bar-tab for all 400 people in the resort that night whether they were associated with the wedding or not to the tune of $18,000.

[freeringo]

Sign that kid up on the UFC lol

[DINGO8MYBABY]

Why Dingo shouldn't drink part 2:

The first semester I ever taught (at a junior college), most of my students were in their early-mid 20s. I challenged the class that if so many of them got A's I'd let them get me sloppy drunk, despite the fact I hadn't really drank since the fore-posted Vermont hotel incident. Of course they worked their asses off and I had to endure a bar-run of everyone's favorite drink. At one point, I slipped out to jog off the alcohol in the parking lot, only to be tackled by one of my students who had been an all-state high school football player. I later threatened to spear someone with a poolstick, claiming to be a Mohican. On the way home, I got into an argument at a Taco Bell drive-thru and tried to beat up the menu. While I was driven home, I yelled at all the passing farmhouses claiming their inhabitants were inbreds.

Some people are happy drunks. Not me.