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I once woke up in a tent after a particularly drunken holiday pub crawl, clutching a tap. There's a drowned, sunken village somewhere in Wales because of my act of petty theft, but I cannot remember. Tell us what - or who - you've brought back from nights out.

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(, Thu 26 Apr 2012, 13:44)
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I'm one of those sad people (so friends used to tell me) that never get so drunk I can't remember what happened the next day. I did it once, was violently ill and vowed never to do it again, and never have.

So one morning whilst at uni I was most perplexed when after a great night out and a full memory of it, I put my jacket on and shoved my hands in the pockets to find no less than 5 pairs of quite obviously worn knickers in them. To this day I have no idea who they belonged to, or how they got there.....
(, Fri 27 Apr 2012, 11:33, 12 replies)
Quite obviously worn...?
Um, yuck?
(, Fri 27 Apr 2012, 12:03, closed)

(, Fri 27 Apr 2012, 12:18, closed)
Would've made a bit of money in Japan.

(, Fri 27 Apr 2012, 20:56, closed)
I was much more innocent to matters like that back then...
Spending time on here with you lot has corrupted and taught me about things I could have done without knowing tbh.
(, Fri 27 Apr 2012, 22:33, closed)
and so rests the case for the defence
(, Fri 27 Apr 2012, 12:26, closed)
Such stories always make me slightly uneasy.
[edit] Sorry repooc, just occured to me, I'm not saying there's anything sinister about your story, it just reminds me of mine.]

We had a spate of thefts from washing lines where we lived. It was womens knickers that were taken, nothing else.

The police came round once or twice and knocked on a few doors, asking if anyone had seen anything. Nothing was seen, nothing happened.

Then they caught the perpetrator. He was found to have several thousand pairs of stolen knickers in his house, in binbags.

They caught him, because he broke into a house about half a mile from where we lived, and raped and murdered an 18 year old girl in her bed.

That was prob 25 years ago, and it still creeps me out.
(, Fri 27 Apr 2012, 13:37, closed)
There's only so long you can fight the feeling you know

(, Fri 27 Apr 2012, 15:36, closed)
Sheesh.....that's rough.....
I just assumed it was a typical student prank, we'd been to local pub that night and that someone was playing a joke on me the following morning....that they'd just been nicked from the washing basket of one of the girls in the hall of residence and shoved in my pockets.
(, Fri 27 Apr 2012, 15:45, closed)
But even so. Dirty knickers.

(, Fri 27 Apr 2012, 16:12, closed)
I didn't consider I'd been given some precious gift.
(, Fri 27 Apr 2012, 17:38, closed)
this has just reminded me...
When I was at university I was one of the "senior students" in the hall of residence, in other words, one night a week I was basically fire warden and had to do a cursory check of all the fire exits and kitchens, also to be 'on call' in case of any other problems, like being called out if toilets were blocked but also being prepared to give basic counselling and that sort of thing.

We'd had several items go missing from washing machines in the hall launderette, all from washloads belonging to female students, and I had to deal with that night's complaint. I spoke to the security guards and we watched the CCTV of the courtyard and recognised one of the students, a slightly strange reclusive lad, sneaking out of the launderette with a plastic bag.

The security guard and I went to visit him to ask him about this, and as we went into his room we saw a lot of the girls' clothing draped over almost every available item of furniture. He claimed it all belonged to his girlfriend, but none of his flatmates had ever seen him with a girl, friend or otherwise. The halls management people dealt with it thereafter and I think he was asked to return the clothing before being asked to leave.

The odd thing I noticed at the time, but didn't ask him about, was that I'm sure he was wearing a bra, and possibly two, under his T-shirt. I noticed the strap indents in his shoulders and the strange cloth ripples across his chest. I spoke to the security guard and the hall staff later about it but I'm pretty sure it wasn't mentioned to any of the girls whose clothing was returned to them...
(, Fri 27 Apr 2012, 16:38, closed)
Two people "almost" got asked to leave my hall of residence...
Because they got jiggy in the middle of the quad during a big hall party.
(, Fri 27 Apr 2012, 18:42, closed)

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