Weirdest drunken/hungover situation!

MizzLolly wrote: »

:eek::eek::eek:

Please... say no!

No, that wasnt me.

Besides, i said front page of the national papers.

MizzLolly wrote: »

Well google wasn't much help there.

Go on Caobhin.. tell us..

Right,
The Robbie Williams concert in Slane Castle, dont know what year.

Anyway, i was in the VIP section (girlfriend was a nurse on duty and snuck me a pass in) i was, and i mean this, PLASTERED.

So, Mo came out of the castle and was surrounded by press. I decided (and f*ck knows why i decide to do these things) to go up and give her a kiss. I got up to her and went to give her a kiss, but as i kissed her i went to put my arm around her for a hug but lost my balance and had to grab a lump of the left tit to steady myself.

So the picture ended up on a few UK and NI papers of a very drunk me kissing Mo on the lips while feeling her tit, a very surprised Mo and a half dozen Guards and British security detail lunging at us.

Once woke up in the same random student apartment with the same girl I had a one-night-stand with six months previously and never spoke to again, she had locked all the exit doors so I'd have to wake her up and talk to her in the morning... so I had to climb out the kitchen window... which was right beside a busy bus-stop.

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Went on a college 'mystery tour' (everyone jumps on a bus and it drives you to different clubs around the country, starts at about 11AM, ends at 3AM... everyone ends up HAMMERED)... it was about a week after I'd been to a debs and I still had my rather slick suit.

Anyway, we got to Carlow and as a group went and wrecked the whole club, garda turn up and escort all back to the Dublin border. Me and me two mates decide were not finishing this now (8PM) so we say were going to go to club. Head to one of their houses, already well oiled, and I spot his suit in a wardrobe... "wear that suit!" - "WEAR IT!" - "nah..." - "gwan wear it we'll look slick, I wear mine aswell!" - "alright..." the three of us throw on big whopper serious formal suits and head to this nightclub where the regular dress code is t-shirt, jeans and trainers... cost us 30e in a taxi to get there, so it was far... at mid-night one of me mate decides hes knackered so he leaves (found out the next day he walked home... it took him 2 and half hours) so theres just two of us left. The dancefloor is still empty and were easily the drunkest people there, we both hit the huge central dancefloor and have a dance-off... were pulling out 'the worm', 'the robot' and the 'jump over your own leg' moves, remember were in flashy suits with the flowers in the lapels and all must of looked ridiculous, got a big huge crowd round us and the DJ cheering, all that jazz... after that some dude came over busting his balls laughing and said we could go VIP, he must of worked there...

well after that neither of us remembers ANYTHING except we woke up in some 7th floor penthouse with three random women who were cooking us chips and burgers and neither of us had socks or belts on! It was bright out and a wednesday, we were still pissed so we got on the first bus that passed and woke up at the last stop with the two of us asleep on some lonely commuters shoulders, one on each side, the bloke who was working on a spreadsheet on his laptop! Had to get the first bus back again...

Next day my mate phoned me and told me I'd leaned in to kiss his girlfriend (that I didnt know he had!) 'cos she pulled my tie... as he was standing right there... luckily he took it well!

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A friend of mine also woke up in a hammock in a back garden of an elderly couple in Meath, when he lives in Dublin covered in HUGE big branchs of trees that he was using as 'blankets'. That was after he'd tried to sleep under a trunk and played hurling with two random 14 year olds at 4AM.

FOGRA:
I'd like to put it out there that I once woke up in a random apartment somewhere on the south side of Dublin with a female. I left my passport and my bank card in her apartment and didnt get her phone number IF she is a boardsie she will know who I am, my current hair is hilariously different to my passport picture hair, PM me! I want my passport back!

barnacle wrote: »

Was ther 50 euro in the wallet?

I seem to remember a post about something like that. OP of that thread wanted to know if she kept the 50 and gave the wallet/passport etc into a garda station would she be a thief.

As was mentioned in a previous post. Coppers one night. Next morning. On my own. Field. Waterford. Sheep.

HAH! NO WAY! PLEASE find me the thread! Hilarious! What forum???

ah ****e... unfortunately not me, I dont have a drivers license, and I'm a Dub. DAM! It would of been BRILLIANT!

thanks buddd... just realised theres no 'thanks' button in After hours... hmm