In first year, a couple of mates and I came back to our halls after a night out to find a bloke from our corridor face down in the car park having pissed and **** himself. Poor fellow. We managed to carry him to his room and stick the bin beside the bed for future use... but I mean, really.
Now I've been drunk, very very drunk in fact, but being a guy the world is my urinal - so there's never really been a problem
I swamped the bed a few weeks back. Woke up soaking wet and still hammered so slept on the floor until about 8am. Shower, laundry and then everything back to normal by 10am. Oh boy, how I got the mick taken out of me. Saying that though even I saw the funny side.