Shang
Sheepish Member
I thought I would post an experience I had at the weekend on this forum as my colleagues at work seem to find it funny and it may humour you also, however, I don t find it funny in the slightest.
The Saturday just gone was my birthday, the big 29, I m getting on now. Therefore, needless to say I decided to go out for a few beers with the boys to celebrate my coming of age. I don t drink that much any more as when I used to get bladdered on a regular occasion in the past with my mates I used to do a lot of drunken things and my missus was not impressed to say the least, however, that s a different story. Anyways, as my tolerance to alcohol has diminished somewhat during the past few years needless to say I get drunk pretty easily. So bearing this in mind and the fact my missus said if I get too drunk we are finished, me and the lads hit the town with one objective in mind (Getting Paralytic). So we went on a bit of a bar crawl around my locals and then hit a night club by which time a group of 15 lads had dwindled down to 5. In the night club we continued to knock back the alcohol at an alarming rate, Jack Daniels, absinthe, vodka the lot, you name I drank it that night. By about 1 o clock in the club I was in a pretty bad shape and had got to the stage where I thought I was superman and invincible, I was even busting a few shapes on the dance floor which is where my memory gets a bit blurry. The last thing I remember is downing a shot of absinthe then stumbling into the toilet.
4 hours later[/b]
So 4 hours later I wake in the pitch black, and having sobered up I think where the F**k am I. I then open my mobile to shed a little light on the situation and at this point I notice 25 miss calls on my phone. It then dawns upon me that I m in one of the night clubs toilet cubicles and that I was that drunk I must have fell asleep in there. So I think to myself why is it so quiet and dark? and I check to see the time on my phone which is 5am. So I m thinking s**t everyone s gone and I ve been locked in the nightclub and before I think things cant get much worse I walk out of the cubicle and set all the nightclubs security alarms off as they work on motion sensors. The noise was unbelievable especially because my head was ringing. About 20 minutes later the police arrive, get into the place and accuse me of breaking into the place and arrest me. So I m in a police cell pleading my innocence by suggesting why would I break into the place in a pair of shoes and a shirt? So about 2 hours later they realise I m telling the truth as there were no signs of forced entry. Then when you think things can t get much worse I pull up at my house in a police car at 7:30am and all my belongings are in bin liners. What an experience and what a night. [/b]
The Saturday just gone was my birthday, the big 29, I m getting on now. Therefore, needless to say I decided to go out for a few beers with the boys to celebrate my coming of age. I don t drink that much any more as when I used to get bladdered on a regular occasion in the past with my mates I used to do a lot of drunken things and my missus was not impressed to say the least, however, that s a different story. Anyways, as my tolerance to alcohol has diminished somewhat during the past few years needless to say I get drunk pretty easily. So bearing this in mind and the fact my missus said if I get too drunk we are finished, me and the lads hit the town with one objective in mind (Getting Paralytic). So we went on a bit of a bar crawl around my locals and then hit a night club by which time a group of 15 lads had dwindled down to 5. In the night club we continued to knock back the alcohol at an alarming rate, Jack Daniels, absinthe, vodka the lot, you name I drank it that night. By about 1 o clock in the club I was in a pretty bad shape and had got to the stage where I thought I was superman and invincible, I was even busting a few shapes on the dance floor which is where my memory gets a bit blurry. The last thing I remember is downing a shot of absinthe then stumbling into the toilet.
4 hours later[/b]
So 4 hours later I wake in the pitch black, and having sobered up I think where the F**k am I. I then open my mobile to shed a little light on the situation and at this point I notice 25 miss calls on my phone. It then dawns upon me that I m in one of the night clubs toilet cubicles and that I was that drunk I must have fell asleep in there. So I think to myself why is it so quiet and dark? and I check to see the time on my phone which is 5am. So I m thinking s**t everyone s gone and I ve been locked in the nightclub and before I think things cant get much worse I walk out of the cubicle and set all the nightclubs security alarms off as they work on motion sensors. The noise was unbelievable especially because my head was ringing. About 20 minutes later the police arrive, get into the place and accuse me of breaking into the place and arrest me. So I m in a police cell pleading my innocence by suggesting why would I break into the place in a pair of shoes and a shirt? So about 2 hours later they realise I m telling the truth as there were no signs of forced entry. Then when you think things can t get much worse I pull up at my house in a police car at 7:30am and all my belongings are in bin liners. What an experience and what a night. [/b]
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