More crazy drunk stories? Sure.
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More crazy drunk stories? Sure.These threads are always fun and we haven't seen one for a while.
My friend got kicked out of a club last night, had a scuffle with the bouncers, then ended up being strangled by a policeman... Fun times. I, in my sober state, managed to talk them out of arresting the fool then took him on an hour long walk.
He kept shouting abuse about the police so I told him to replace the word 'police' with 'biscuit', resulting in some spectacular results and a lot of concern from passers by over the mental state of said friend...
Any more silly stories from the world of intoxication?
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Re: More crazy drunk stories? Sure.Chuck Norris was soooo 2011(Original post by Chuck Norris)
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Re: More crazy drunk stories? Sure.Dubs_ski was sooooo... eh... well... never I guess...(Original post by Dubs_ski)
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Re: More crazy drunk stories? Sure.ive never had a crazy night out
once when i was 17 i got picked up by the police and got taken home.
Ive been paraletic a few times where ive literally had to be carried home. Thankfully that hasnt happened since im older and more mature
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Re: More crazy drunk stories? Sure.I was once being sick in the toilet of a club when the bouncer pulled me out and threw me in a taxi. The taxi took me two roads from my house and he left me lying in the gutter after taking £20 for the 10 minute ride home. Luckily, a nice couple in a house nearby were up waiting for their son, so they came out in their dressing gowns and guided me home in their arms, somehow deciphering the road and number I live in from my slurred drunken bull****.
That was it for the day, but then, I was at work and two people came to my till and asked me if I lived in the road I actually do live in. I said "yeah..?" and then I realised and wow was it embarrassing.
