Ive not had disasters but plenty of funny experiences
In my first year at uni:
after (a record) 5 pints of Stella, and 14 assorted shots of vodka, Southern Comfort and Jack Daniels, I went through all the motions of the average drunken moron, telling a mate he "wazsh my besht friend" and that I loved him etc. Following this at some point on the way home in the taxi I managed to be "sick discretely in the corner" so that the driver didnt notice and thus avoided a £60 penalty charge. Fuck knows how I pulled that one off. Later.. upon arriving back at my flat I have no idea what went on but the next day I awoke to see my flatmates girlfriend coming through my partially open door, only to instantly realise I was spread eagled and stark bollock naked. Once all parties involved got over the shock the tale unfolded further as I realised that for some bizarre & unknown reason I had battled to get my desk chair into the shower cubicle. Not only that but there was a host of mysterious smells and unpleasant stains round the toilet. It also became apparent that I had attempted to put my clothes in various drawers where they didnt belong and there was also evidence of attempted letter writing. And all this bemusement came on top of the worst hangover known to man.
( Nimble Colin camera-wrangling, globe-trotting whisky enthusiast, Fri 19 Mar 2004, 2:48, Reply)