alcohol makes me to do stupid things...

**TheBlackSnow** · January 26th, 2005, 09:12 PM

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**Crazy Horse** · January 26th, 2005, 09:32 PM

The most popular answer (for the men) would probably have to be future child support payments. :;)

**Lord_of_the_Dense** · January 26th, 2005, 10:01 PM

hmm..you may be right on that one CH.

**wingnut2600** · January 26th, 2005, 10:17 PM

many things involve phones...

**Siskabush** · January 27th, 2005, 12:11 AM

Hmm, start pointless fights with friends would do it for me.

Good timing, Im drunk right now, and I havent let the past get to me! Seems like its a good drunken night!

**Mels_Smileys45** · January 27th, 2005, 01:25 AM

I don't really drink, its a very rare thing. I never get shitty drunk, I just don't like it. If I drink, its just enough for my nuts to grow a bit bigger for approaching/stalking freaky chicks. But I have seen many things, wondrous to tell. I have seen a fat Guatemalan guy taking a dump in a bath tub, another guy running through a crowded house spewing something lime green, that almost seemed to glow at the time, parting the room like the lime green sea, the faithful guy who always throws up (nick named the Vomit Comet) or stays locked in the bathroom for hours at a time while ever one bangs on the door to no avail, we miked the bathroom and recorded one of the violent vomit event. I've never before or since heard anyone puke so violently. But we did have it amped through a stereo with a little reverb. When he awoke we sat around and listened to it. The tape was stole from me though, because I played it to out. Everyone had to hear it. Its weird, we almost stopped being friends over this incident.
In my first pad on my own I was throwing one hell of a party. It had a real hippie vibe, which is kinda strange because all my friends were all punk rock but anyways. We're all sitting around in a cloud filled room, sippin' on whatever we had, can't remember what it was but it wasn't beer for sure. The Beatles number 9 was blasting out of the stereo, a colored disco ball was sending crazy cool beams through the smoky room. Then, theres a knock at the door. The dreaded knock. The one were it seems the whole party gets quiet and no body's breathing. And somehow its like I'm seeing a huge close up of the door as the terror sets in and I and everyone else knows its the police here to drag everyone off to jail. When suddenly a girl sitting next to me, who I barley knew at the time yells "come in"! Everyone there looks at her like she just farted or something. What the fuck was she thinking. The door flies open and in walks this black woman and she says loudly "DaYAAAMMMM!(looks around at degenerates) -(softer) Does Jerod still live here?" what a shock it must have been seeing this hippie/neo punk love den thing going on when she expected to see Jerod.

SanDiegoKid · January 27th, 2005, 01:33 AM

Bar fights. Only a couple of them, but I feel as though that's been checked off my list of things to do before I die.

They had it coming too.

**DwarfBaby** · January 27th, 2005, 02:08 AM

I threw a mailbox at a Police cruiser. By the way that was the first time I was tasered too. My defense was I had an adverse reaction to Prozac, which was partially true as I had not slept for days before this incident and was placed on Prozac only ten days prior to the incident. 90 days in a mental facility and two years probation. Tried as an Adult although I was only 17. Also slept with my girlfriends best friend that day although my girlfriend didn’t by the Prozac defense as I was both homeless and jobless upon my release.

SanDiegoKid · January 27th, 2005, 02:27 AM

Dude, that kicks ass.

I beat the crap out of a parking meter once and had to run from the cops. No alcohol involved, though, just pure punk-powered youth rage.

**rainbowdemon** · January 27th, 2005, 02:29 AM

Over 20 years of drinking, the stupid things are to numerous to mention!!

**DwarfBaby** · January 27th, 2005, 03:36 AM

Originally Posted by kleenr

Dude, that kicks ass.

I beat the crap out of a parking meter once and had to run from the cops. No alcohol involved, though, just pure punk-powered youth rage.

Damb those parking meter maids. I got a ticket last weak for parking on the sidewalk. I told the meter lady it was in front of my own house and next to a homeless shelter where no one cares. She just said that any vehicle directly on the sidewalk would be ticketed and smiled like the Y-eating lesbian she was. 40 Bucks aint much to me but the princilbal was set. I did a an RDX on the sidewalk yesturday with my friends. So the next time she tickets me for parking on the sidewalk I'll say what sidewalk you stupid bitch.

To be honest I'm a mellow person. I will say I'm sorry I thought I was parking my car on my property as there is no sidewalk.................. bitch... under my breath.

**Auggie2k** · January 27th, 2005, 04:43 AM

woke up on my friends house roof somehow, never did find out how i got there

SanDiegoKid · January 27th, 2005, 06:21 AM

I have a friend who woke up while driving on a golf course. As in driving his car, not a golf ball. So he was driving in his sleep all over this country club's fairways and greens.

He's in AA now and has traded one addiction for another.

It was the morning after a particularly kick ass wedding reception.
I was naughty and drove home, though I missed the driveway and left the car in the front yard.

**RACKnRAIL** · January 27th, 2005, 07:15 AM

I was at a party once and went to the store only to return to the wrong house. I got arrested, but I beat the charges of B&E because I was so drunk, I didn't have the intent to do such a crime, my lawyer argued...and won! Only cost me $1500. Tough lesson learned...don't drink cheap wine! Hunter would relate to this one...Golden Glow Cider is bad for your health! I rarely even have a beer nowadays.