Booze Related Disasters
We want to know about your worst experiences with alcohol. Woken up in bed with your mum? Stole a donkey? Shat yourself in Harvester? Funniest stories will be used on B3ta Radio and also preserved by the magic of the web on this very site.
( , Fri 19 Mar 2004, 2:28)
We want to know about your worst experiences with alcohol. Woken up in bed with your mum? Stole a donkey? Shat yourself in Harvester? Funniest stories will be used on B3ta Radio and also preserved by the magic of the web on this very site.
( , Fri 19 Mar 2004, 2:28)
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friends 18th...
...bought lots of stella and a bottle of white rum, got wrecked, friend pull my trousers off, splits my pants and now I am naked. The guy whos 18th it was his Dad was doing us a BBQ, I run over to the flaming remenants with my skirt like boxers and my wallet, set my pants on fire and attempt to set £15 on fire, friends stop me doing the £15 but it's too late for the pants, I chase the guy who stripped me with a pair of flaming pants. But these are then taken off me, I start "dancing" in front of the guys Dad naked, who calls a friend to take me away and get me dressed.
So I wake up in my tent needing a piss, get out of the tent, and piss on my friends tent, then fall over the guide ropes of the tent, get up and start pissing on my own tent.
Get woken up in the morning, by my friends opening the door of my tent, throwing a tenis ball in, which was closely followed by a St Bernard Dog...
( , Fri 19 Mar 2004, 12:36, Reply)
...bought lots of stella and a bottle of white rum, got wrecked, friend pull my trousers off, splits my pants and now I am naked. The guy whos 18th it was his Dad was doing us a BBQ, I run over to the flaming remenants with my skirt like boxers and my wallet, set my pants on fire and attempt to set £15 on fire, friends stop me doing the £15 but it's too late for the pants, I chase the guy who stripped me with a pair of flaming pants. But these are then taken off me, I start "dancing" in front of the guys Dad naked, who calls a friend to take me away and get me dressed.
So I wake up in my tent needing a piss, get out of the tent, and piss on my friends tent, then fall over the guide ropes of the tent, get up and start pissing on my own tent.
Get woken up in the morning, by my friends opening the door of my tent, throwing a tenis ball in, which was closely followed by a St Bernard Dog...
( , Fri 19 Mar 2004, 12:36, Reply)
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