After talking with a co-worker today, I got to thinking; I gotta post this.
One night on the way home from a bit too much to drink, he saw a shopping trolley, and thought - I gotta do this.
So without any further hesitating, apart from the effort of trying, he placed the trolley over a street sign. Now I dont know what the street signs are like over in the US, but over here they are like seven or eight foot high.
I thought that was a top notch effort - and I wanna know this: WHAT'S YOUR BEST?
Sadly, I have nothing to add from personal experience... never really been drunk - tipsy, perhaps, but little more.
I can, however, add this little gem to the mix. There's quite a few pages, but the first one is kind-of a "best of" section - some absolute gold in there, though
Appologies to JF and CMan if the link is bad form, but it's too good not to share.
-Jon
*edit* That a mean feat with the trolley (or cart, depending on your locale), though. They're not exactly light, and hoiking it up so high would've been something to see first hand. *end*
Sadly, I have nothing to add from personal experience... never really been drunk - tipsy, perhaps, but little more.
I can, however, add this little gem to the mix. There's quite a few pages, but the first one is kind-of a "best of" section - some absolute gold in there, though
Appologies to JF and CMan if the link is bad form, but it's too good not to share.
-Jon
*edit* That a mean feat with the trolley (or cart, depending on your locale), though. They're not exactly light, and hoiking it up so high would've been something to see first hand. *end*
Yep... just for the record, they weigh around 50 kg, or more. Converted, it's around 110 pounds. I have lifted many during my days working in the supermarket, many over my head, but never 7 or 8 feet
I would say that my proudest moment under the influence was this past summer. My wife's parents have an in the ground pool, and everyone was swimming. Well, after a lot of beer and Makers Mark, I though it would be funny to do a cannon ball and get everyone that was sitting around the pool wet. Now I am a large man I am 6'-6" and weigh in at 285, I ran and jumped as high as I could and did the perfect cannon ball into 4 foot of water. I busted my tail bone, and couldn't sit down with out pain for a long time. Still today, my wife gets pissed when someone talks about it.
geeze, there are too many to pick from...here's one for starters. Me n a few buddies were out camping and were completely blitzed by about 11 am. So my one friend is laying in the sun getting a tan. And i tell him i should write something cool on his back with sunscreen. He suggests STUD or something else to amplify his machismio. In his drunken stupor, he foolishly trusted me, and in my drunken stupor I decided that FAG in big letters with an arrow pointed to his ass would be perfect. Needless to say, it took him a while to find out what I had written, and finally saw it when he noticed his reflection in a car window. Ahhh, good times.
Not sure about 'proudest' moments (that I can recall or am prepared to repeat!) but I'm fairly confident that there are one or two guys with whom I've had 'moments' whilst inebriated!
(Not sure what a cart looks like - a shopping trolley is like a wire mesh pram on 4 castors, at least one of which will always stick or squeak, and you can never get them to steer straight!)
(Not sure what a cart looks like - a shopping trolley is like a wire mesh pram on 4 castors, at least one of which will always stick or squeak, and you can never get them to steer straight!)
Yes, and it weighs a fair bit... Let me rephrase...
When you go to a supermarket to do your grocery shopping... those trolleys/carts/grocery holders on wheels etc. etc.
I would say that my proudest moment under the influence was this past summer. My wife's parents have an in the ground pool, and everyone was swimming. Well, after a lot of beer and Makers Mark, I though it would be funny to do a cannon ball and get everyone that was sitting around the pool wet. Now I am a large man I am 6'-6" and weigh in at 285, I ran and jumped as high as I could and did the perfect cannon ball into 4 foot of water. I busted my tail bone, and couldn't sit down with out pain for a long time. Still today, my wife gets pissed when someone talks about it.
All I can say to this is OUCH.
Ahhh, my proudest moment as a drunk would have to be when I attended my first party as Ratt's g/f. We had been dating for about 4 weeks. I was to spend the night at his place, after the party. I did 12 straight up shots of scotch in 45 minutes, as well as having 1 beer and a mudslide. I hadn't eaten anything that day so I was plastered after about 8 shots, but poor Ratt still gave me the scotch.
Needless to say, he didn't get any that night.
On the way home, however, he stopped in at KFC where he bought "Food poisoned" Popcorn Chicken.
The poor bugger had to strip me before putting me to bed. I woke up the next morning without a hangover and he woke up with violent food poisoning and a trip to the ER
After talking with a co-worker today, I got to thinking; I gotta post this.
One night on the way home from a bit too much to drink, he saw a shopping trolley, and thought - I gotta do this.
So without any further hesitating, apart from the effort of trying, he placed the trolley over a street sign. Now I dont know what the street signs are like over in the US, but over here they are like seven or eight foot high.
I thought that was a top notch effort - and I wanna know this: WHAT'S YOUR BEST?
I have so many proud moments, it's hard to judge which is the most flattering to tell.
I will say this: one night at a new year's eve party at a friend's lake house, I thought it would be a good idea to run to my car to get more liquor. It was dark and I had to run along the shore to get to my car. I began trotting at a brisk pace, tripped on a log and fell flat on my face. I quickly regained my footing and realized that the neighbors were getting a good chuckle out of my drunken misfortune.
Other stories include: getting lost at Mardi Gras, talking to a high school teacher after several tall boys and bathroom floor make-out sessions...
I had too many last night, and when Tygalili woke me up this morning after only one hour of sleep, I found that balance was not on my list of things I could do. She told me to get the bug spray and kill a 1" mossie, and I nearly fell over... actually about 15 times before I finally said fuck this and went back to bed.
My most humble apologies to the Honourable Member Gnappster. And to that end, all manner of members OUTSIDE of the USA. I know that the vast majority of the membership resides in the USA, and that was my sole motivation for my comment:
"I sometimes forget all you people are in Yankee land..."
My apologies, I will try not to generalise like that again.
My most humble apologies to the Honourable Member Gnappster. And to that end, all manner of members OUTSIDE of the USA. I know that the vast majority of the membership resides in the USA, and that was my sole motivation for my comment:
"I sometimes forget all you people are in Yankee land..."
My apologies, I will try not to generalise like that again.
yeah, you better apologize... otherwise gnapp is going to stick a mountie on you
