georgefury1

So I thought it would be fun to share some stupid things we do or have done when we are drinking. For example........

I have a friend that manages a Hilton right across from the bar I work at. We left the bar and decided to play beer pong on the rooftop Friday. We where using my keys to shotgun beers on the roof and I got so drunk I just left them up there when I went to the room to sleep/pass out. I got up the next afternoon all alone with a dead cellphone and no keys. Of course all my numbers are saved and not memorized so I was stuck. All the bars where closed because of the 4th so I had no where to go to get a ride. My roommates bar was the only bar open so I had to wait until he got there at eight PM. I borrowed his car and went to my house to charge my phone so I could call my manager friend to get my keys. I finally got a hold of him around mednite and he told me he was out of town for the 4th. !!****!! I had to leave my bike at the Hilton until about an hr ago when he finally got back into town. I had to spend my whole 4th in the Hilton hotel room.

hustler

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last night we decided to buy some fireworks...it went well for a while.

hustler

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the law didn't care for it too much. I narrowly escaped the drama.

samnavy

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Pensacola, Flight School... hammered, wasted, knee-walking, stupid, obliterated ******* DRUNK on Bombay & Sprite.

My buddies house on a river canal feeding Pensacola Bay. They wait until I'm passed out, and then drive my truck out onto a sandbar that's only accessible at low tide. I wake up about 7am in the bed of the truck, surrounded by water, stuck about 100feet from shore on this little 20x20foot sandbar for 6 hours.

Scuba_Steve

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Story 1 Back in the Harley days (70's and 80's) - Went on a poker run and didn't drink any alcohol during the run. Got back to the start/host bar and decided I could have a couple before riding home (to Minnesota). Must have had more than a couple because the next thing I knew I was crawling on my hands and knees to the bike. Managed to climb up on it and can still remember thinking "thank god, now I can ride home". I then puked all over the bike parked next to me and realized I couldn't ride a mile much less 50 miles.

Had a friend who lived near the bar ride it to his house and I crashed at his place.

Story 2 - Went on a ride with friends to Duluth MN. While stopping for a couple of cold ones about 20 miles outside of town it started to rain heavily. We then found out that Grandmas marathon was that weekend and there was not a hotel room for 50 miles with a vacancy. The bar owner let us crash on the floor of his bar.

Funny thing is 20 years ago I started running marathons, still do, and have run grandmas manay times. Never would have thought so in those days.

dpexp

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Breast ,France in order to avoid shore patrol I climbed up in a tree and went to sleep. It worked, then I went back to fleet landing too early and was busted for being AWOL. In my Navy days anybody that passed out near me got a sharpie swastika on their forehead, that was my tag. Officers in my squadron hated me on the boat but in port they wanted to be my pal, and drink with me,many of them went back to the ship with giant gauze bandages on their foreheads. Only two of my friends knew about this trick and twenty years later we still keep in touch and laugh about it.

Stein

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High school. 1983. pork barbecue and beers first. go for a drive with a guy and two girls that I didn't know but hoped to, you know, know. sloe gin. lots. on top of the beers. climbing out of window of car to climb in the sunroof just for an opportunity to land on the two girls in the center/passenger seat. many times. while going down the highway. climbed the stairs to my bedroom later and collapsed into bed. next moring my mom finds a spray of sloe gin puke on the stairs with one lone chunk of pork perched by itself on the top step. I paid dearly for that one.