a 3rd Time? Maybe I only have so many stories to tell...
Christmas / Hell / Churches - it fits them all! Yes, a 3rd repost. I think I'm more shameful of this now... www.b3ta.com/questions/hell/post327073

15 years ago, i was about 17, Christmas Eve was ALWAYS the best night out for going on the piss with your mates, in the locals. fuck New years. Anyways, 8 or 9 pints of wife beater and i was hammered - no questions. Walking home, with a mate around midnight, notice lots of people going into the local methodist church "ahhhhh - midnight mass" my brain tells me. "lets go in and have fun" says the booze.

Stood at the back, giggling, nudging each other, thinking we were being quiet, singing the wrong words, pretending to 'polish' an old mans bald head in front of us by making a squeaking noise and polishing motion. All the time we were getting evil looks. God, looking back now, i wish i could remove the memory of that night - it fils me with shame.

It's very warm, we sit down, calming singing, all very pleasant, i'll shut my eyes for 2 mins, you know, jus...............................................


Next thing i know, the vicar is prodding me awake "your friend ran away with 2 kneeling cusions" he says, then i remember where i am. it's 1:30am and i've been a little sick down my shirt and into my pocket. i manage to stand and run off into the night crying...
(TheManofScience, Thu 1 Sep 2011, 16:55, 1 reply)

Ah...Christmas Eve
You're right - it was always the best night for drinking.

Our favourite was to hijack a bird-bath and relocate it to the middle of a nearby mini-roundabout. Four years running some poor sod had to spend Christmas morning lugging his birdbath back down the road.

Bloody dangerous, now I think about it.
( ousgg is not seeking approval, Thu 1 Sep 2011, 18:14, closed)