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    readtherules Guest

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    got drunk woke up had no eye brows!!

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    pa123 Guest

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    lol Ive never repeated this story before with the exception of a few very close friends, One nite many many moons ago,I decided to see how much ouzo (greek firewater) I could consume,seeing we were in Athens,so it as when Athens do as the Greeks do routine!,well after 3 litres and about 20 broken shot glasses,and screams of ooopa!!!!,I was escorted back to the hotel room,I awoke on the bathroom floor,head hanging in the toilet,with the worst headache I had ever ever had in my life,my mouth was so dry and gungie,the first relex was to brush my teeth asap!well looking thru the bathroom eyes welded half shut,I found the toothpaste(which I thought was toothpaste at the time,which later I found out it was sure as hell not!)Proceeding to brush my fangs-I thought geez,this t.p is awfully sticky,kept brushing-it kept getting stickier! well g.dayuum it it thought,looking at the tube ,to my dismay it sure as **** wasn't toothpaste it was Pepperation H-!!!aafter then profusely spewing what were left of my guts out,took many tylenoll 3,and never drank ouzo again!(mind u I never had hemmeriods either-but my tongue did shrink 2 inches lol

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    Quote Originally Posted by pa123 View Post
    lol Ive never repeated this story before with the exception of a few very close friends, One nite many many moons ago,I decided to see how much ouzo (greek firewater) I could consume,seeing we were in Athens,so it as when Athens do as the Greeks do routine!,well after 3 litres and about 20 broken shot glasses,and screams of ooopa!!!!,I was escorted back to the hotel room,I awoke on the bathroom floor,head hanging in the toilet,with the worst headache I had ever ever had in my life,my mouth was so dry and gungie,the first relex was to brush my teeth asap!well looking thru the bathroom eyes welded half shut,I found the toothpaste(which I thought was toothpaste at the time,which later I found out it was sure as hell not!)Proceeding to brush my fangs-I thought geez,this t.p is awfully sticky,kept brushing-it kept getting stickier! well g.dayuum it it thought,looking at the tube ,to my dismay it sure as **** wasn't toothpaste it was Pepperation H-!!!aafter then profusely spewing what were left of my guts out,took many tylenoll 3,and never drank ouzo again!(mind u I never had hemmeriods either-but my tongue did shrink 2 inches lol
    That's funny pa123 and it brings back a ouzo story...lol... one night 4 of us decided to get into that stuff and of course a few joints,next thing I woke up early morning waiting for a cab that my buds had ordered,got into the cab with them and the cabbie was looking at me strange with a smirk on his face, a while later I looked in the mirror and those so called friends wrote Captain Ouzo across my face with black magic marker,man the wife wasn't too happy with me on that one...lol


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    Teamwork000 Guest

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    I guess the morning after my Stag was the worst I ever felt. I will not put into type about the night, but the next morning I awoke in a Bedroom, facing a window. Now I had no clue as to where I was and the scary thing was, I could feel a body pressed to my back. I laid there trying to figure out if I should move, should I just role over and greet whomever it was, should i get up quietly & sneak out, should I just choke myself and let my obituary read that I had lost my mind.... I finally reached behind me to see if I could get some sense of whom it was...no luck.... so without any grand flourish, I slowly rolled over to find that is was my wife (to-be) and then recognized it was our friends spare bedroom. It was a scary ordeal when you have no idea where you are, who you are with and no recollection of what happened the night before, especially when you know it will have ‘life altering’ repercussions if it is ‘all not good’.

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    jalenrose Guest

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    got a hangover story too...my buddy and i went out one saturday night, we drank a full bottle of vodka. then got into a dancing club, drank some beers as we party all night, and some coke and rum in between.
    we were so hammered that after the club close and we got back to the street. we forgot where we parked our car. we spent more than an hour going street to street before finding the car. man that was something.

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    I have two stories that happened close to the same time. Must be the thing to do when in the service. I was in the Navy Seabee's and we had leave just before graduation from boot camp. I was drinking pretty hard with a buddy and was having a good time. He noticed a new tattoo I had got just before I went in and decided he wanted one. Mine is a small wolf with a tophat on my arm. By that time, I was partied out and headed back to camp while he went on to find a shop to get his tattoo. I was in my rack, dead to the world, about 5:00 AM when there was a loud scream. I woke up to see my buddy, looking at his arm yelling, "WTF did I do??" I looked and he had a full cannabis plant with a snake wrapped around the main stem, starting at his wrist and going all the way to the top of his shoulder. Nice bright colors throughout.

    The other story involves me. I am very passive by nature and don't like to fight at all. It was the last night in the Seabee's before I was going home and my buddys took me out to celebrate and we drank tequila, a lot of tequila. I staggered to the head and was using the urinal when the door opened up and three Marines walked in. They said something about kicking the Seabee's ass and that was the last thing I remember. I woke up in my bed with the alarm going off. I turned it off and saw I was two hours pass my flight home. I also noticed my hands hurt like hell and were tore up pretty bad. The previous nights bathroom scene flashed in my head and I ran to the bathroom to look at the damage to my face. I expected the worse, but to my surprise, there wasn't a mark on me. I called my friends and they were laughing and telling me how they came in the head to find me fighting all three and then had to pull me off of them as they were afraid I was going to hurt somebody. Just my luck, the best fight of my life and I don't remember a thing.
    It did scare me enough though that I haven't got in a fight since that day. I keep picturing the movie where the guy wakes up and finds he killed someone in a fight and couldn't remember. My fight or flight instinct changed to strictly flight from then on.

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    Tubbs Guest

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    OK,
    This is not a hangover story, but a drunkard story, But I did wake up with one huge hangover the next day…. So here’s the story.

    When I was in the college dorms, and was a freshman, we used to have mixer parties every weekend in our dorm.

    So my roommate and I would get a collection going for the party punch.
    We would buy Hawaiian Punch & several bottles of everclear spirits (181 proof) down at the liquor store.
    Well, it’s not like you have a crystal part punch bowl laying around in a Catholic dormitory, so what did we do, quite successfully? We used our dorm room garbage can small waste paper basket) and put a garbage bag inside for a liner. That made a good punch bowl…..

    Well that system worked for a long time.
    We decided to discontinue the garbage can punch bowl for the next parties, when we discovered the liner must of gave way and these drunk collage brothers & sisters of mine kept filling their glasses, Too bad they couldn’t see the Q-tips, Kleenex tissue, broken pencils and used condoms floating in the punch bowl because of low light conditions!!!!
    ” HAVE ANOTHER CUP HONEY!!!” I said to my date that night!
    Now that’s funny, and a 100% verifiable true story!!!
    Did I win?? I lost my job, and this CW650 sucks!! Otherwise I’d buy a new one…
    Thanks for reading my story

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    hockycraze12000 Guest

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    OK, one time me and my friends were invited to this field party near my house and we all went. Everybody was partying and it was all cool, and I saw one of my friends who I've always wanted to get lucky with. So, I got really drunk and started talking it up with her and drinking with her, next thing you know we're in my car going over to her house. We were "talking" ;-), and her dad suddenly knocked very forcefully on the door. I got really scared and I panicked. I ended up jumping from her second story window, down to the lawn below, never to talk to her again. Got in my car, drove back to the field party, got really drunk and woke up the next morning with a huge headache. Best and most exciting night ever

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    whiteheather Guest

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    Stupid is. Stupid Does
    A few years ago I went to Zellers store, and saw some lights that I could use when I go camping, 2 bulbs to the string (110 w) so I bought 2 strings, they were the large balloon type lights, so I purchased them and brought them home, when I plugged them in they didn't work, I was so frustrated and angry, as I had driven 10 miles from my home, so back in the vehicle, and the Scottish temper was flaring, thinking I will tell that stupid person who sold me the lights, and told me they wre awesome for camping....I gets to the store, and the two women in the complaints/return dept were yakking, now the anger was getting worse, eventually, they ask, if they could help, I explained I had just purchased these items, and found out when i got home the blasted things didnt work....the lady looked at them. unscrewed the large balloon type bulb, and said you have to put bulbs in them first..................with a red face. i crawled out of the store......and said nothing to my wife, as much as i hate to admit this. but it is a true story....as the heading says.....stupid is...stupid does.........................but i laugh at it now .

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    thegreengiant Guest

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    Well hear it goes.
    My best friend decide to ruined his life and get married And me being the best man decide to throw the wildest bachelor party. His wife hates me and is a total bitch, so the party had to be epic. Dont, ask but i know Criss Webber, he lives in the LA area and was cool to led us his massive house for the party. I don't drink, i smoke the weed. But my friend got so drunk, me begin high I did so many stupid things. We wrote all over his face, but our penis in his face, and much more. And i have pics. Well any ways, my best friend wakes up next morning in the backyard with Webbers dogs. He doesn't remember anything. The funniest part was that he had his sexual fantasy and doesnt remember, a threesome. And along i got so high the and rest of the party that we lost track of the groom it turns out that he was drunk enough that he drunk text his ex and had sex with her. And by the looks of it she is pregnant with his child. And he doesn't remember anything. His wife to this day doesn't know anything. We are still waiting to see the result of the DNA test.
    The lesson is if u drink, hide ur phone.
    And always use a condom
    Last edited by thegreengiant; 06-30-2011 at 09:02 PM.

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    1st want to say thank you for giving us a chance to get on. i have been trying to get on on fleebay for a month now. LOL. lack of work i need one cheep.LOL..

    well this will be easy.. lets say.. redwood run.. a H.A bike rally.. rode my Harley to the kiwanis riverview ranch in pierey calif. partying all the way there. could of got there in like 1 day but we took 2 and a half.. LOL. june 7-8-9 of 2002 was the 25th anniversary of this run the H.As have put on.. well after a few good drinks and MAS balloons.. (gas filled ) a heavy run on the white stuff and smoke and and and.. (HEY ITS A H.A.PARTY OK)..
    and a lost of what really went on over the 3 days at the ranch.. on the 10th to get ready to load up head home.. i was told and found out by the big ass trophy.. my bike won best of show . (did not know i entered it. guess it was a good place at the timer to park.) it was in a photo shoot for /with easy rider magazine.. with all the wet t-shirt winner 1st 2ed 3ed place on it and was going to be put in tha magazine.. LOL.. and i guess i even got high with the easy rider photo peeps.. i kind of remember that tho. LOL.
    and what sucks is all i got was 1 photo of the winners on my bike. and a copy of the magazine. out of like 40 mins of pictures being taken by a **** load of people with there pocket cameras non of my bros got me ****.. DAM IT.. LOL..
    it was all good thow.. THATS RIGHT .. RED AND WHITE..
    Last edited by CMFINC; 07-01-2011 at 12:04 AM. Reason: add

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    timster Guest

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    woke up at Toronto General after apparently getting my ass kicked. no cab or getting driven home. walked out of the hospital, a guy saw me and bought me some beers and then i got on the TTC and went on with my day.


    oh, and i was not robbed or was missing anything

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    kfg56 Guest

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    I am never hung over until I wake up.

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    jvvh5897 Guest

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    She woke up wishing that she wadn't. Trying to sit up it felt like her head exploded. Bonging tequila had been a mistake, the worm still twisted her guts. Looking at the ceiling, she began to wonder where the hell she was. A bed--she was on a bed. "Oh, crap," she thought. A few touches and she knew she was still dressed---maybe she did not have to kill herself. She tried to sit up again and thought: "Maybe it would be easier to just die, though."

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    whiplash Guest

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    Was playing poker with a few friends in Fla. We lived in a triplex that faced another triplex. was drinking cheap rotgut tequila. Went trough a few bottles and about $40 , woke up the next am in the front yard, with a burned up sofa sitting in front of the unit across from us. Seemed the Fire Dept had to be persuaded to leave me where I was. Work up when the sun came up with the worst hangover I'd ever had. Couldn't stand the smell of tequila for about 10 years

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