thank god it was late
Walking home after one too many at the ol' student's union, i was having a text arguement with my ex which was difficult considering i couldn't read the screen properly. Anyway on my route I got a little tired and just sat down where I was. Feeling more tired and a little ill, i thought a lie down was in order. Not exactly sure how long I was out for but I was awoken by a very friendly policeman suggesting the sliproad onto the motorway was not the best place to have a lie down and helped me to the side of the road.
(bigolslabomeat, Sun 31 Dec 2006, 19:51, Reply)

1.
in the street. just got tired, sat down and had a kip.

2. a crazy golf course. don't remember getting there, but that's where i woke up.
(robotrobotROBOT, Sun 31 Dec 2006, 19:31, Reply)

English Exam
Can't remember whether it was English langugage, or English lit but I nodded off during one of my GCSE's.

It was only for a very brief period so thankfully managed to wake up and still have time to both finish and re-write some of my original answers. The ones done whilst halfasleep were no good.
(tranmerefan, Sun 31 Dec 2006, 19:18, Reply)

Friends 13th birthday party-
- i fought for the two chairs for me to slide together. Not taking into consideration how painful it is to sleep like that, i ended up crawling about on the floor looking for a spare space, being kicked by others for waking them up - i ended up sleeping in the hallway.
( Scrambled Edd www.eddsworld.co.uk, Sun 31 Dec 2006, 19:00, Reply)

IAT
Many moons ago I went with a mate to the International Air Tattoo at RAF Fairford. Up at about 5am, long drive. I had a beer at about 10:00 (felt like midday) and lay down to watch the airshow. Warm weather, beer and lack of sleep resulted in me waking myself up snoring !
Hardcore eh ?
(kitescreech still here, Sun 31 Dec 2006, 18:35, Reply)

In the jungles
of tropical Singapore. Sleeping in a little foxhole that i dug myself. Hugging my rifle tight. Needed to piss bad but was afraid of ghosties :(

The life of a citizen soldier.
(deven_shire, Sun 31 Dec 2006, 17:55, Reply)

dont try this
Cardiff bus station-twice-froze my buns off
(shug, Sun 31 Dec 2006, 17:46, Reply)

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After a visit to the pub, my friend a little worse for wear somehow got home and woke up the next morning, naked in the bath with a bar of soap stuck to her face. She still doesn't remember how she got there and her husband would'nt speak to her that day so she never found out. Strangest place I ever slept was on a staircase. Not too comfortable.
(chakaflange, Sun 31 Dec 2006, 16:02, Reply)

When me and my friend went to Pennsylvania,
I went outside, and slept on top of a fridge, just to break the law.
( FreudianSlap, Sun 31 Dec 2006, 15:39, Reply)

Wet Dreams
When I was a tiddler I slept in the bath once...I was probably drunk. But I was only 6, so maybe not.
( its_hatorah_bitch is b3ta the devil you know on, Sun 31 Dec 2006, 14:48, Reply)

Grape picking
Terrible job on an island near Bordeaux, picking grapes for one of the best harvests in those times (if you get any watery 1986, it was probably my fault). Crap pay, accommodation in dorms in dirty huts, belongings occasionally "borrowed" by gieving thippos, but free food, and as much wine as you can drink.

One night, dinner: decent food, a couple of glasses of wine. Afterwards, the other pickers sit down to play the nightly game of blocking out the day's work ahead. One person stands up, downs glass of red in one, sits down, and its the turn of the person to the right. Off we go. Many rounds are done.

Comes to later on. There are two of us left standing, or rather slouched, red-stained lips, totally unable to drink any more. Come to a slurred arrangement that we have both won. I stagger outside into a very dark French night. Attempt to stumble the 200 metres to my hut. No good, can't see a damn thing (not sure if the darkness is entirely to blame for this). Decide to sit down and think things through.

Next thing, it's morning, six-ish. Brightest sun I have ever seen- open eyes slowly. Throbbing head. Try and figure out where the hell I am. No idea. Look up. Come face to face with a large rat sitting staring at me inquisitively.

Middle of a wheat field. Half a kilometer from the hut.

It was not a productive day's grape-picking...
(groover j lazerus, Sun 31 Dec 2006, 14:01, Reply)

Buxton
It's pretty strange up there
(kiss_my_swingers, Sun 31 Dec 2006, 14:01, Reply)

Those were the days…
Aged 17 on a student EuroRail ticket we ended up crashing out in a platform waiting room in Firenze, Italy. We’d missed the last train to our next destination, probably pissed and tired and thought the shelter looked warm and cosy, each claiming a bench apiece for a bunk.

It was late next morning when we realised our mistake, not expecting to be woken at gunpoint by an Italian Police unit ranting and raving. It was a rather surreal scene as the platform was crowded with hundreds of Italian school children in uniform, most of which had their faces squashed up against the windows of our temporary abode.

We gathered our belongings and were frogmarched at gunpoint to the Transport Police headquarters. On presenting our UK passports which had been endorsed by the Liverpool Customs Office, the chief just laughed in our faces. The reason being, that Roma had recently beaten the Scousers in the final of the European Cup.

On the strength of that and our sorry dishevelled appearance, they turned us loose on the streets at liberty to continue our European adventure…
(minky, Sun 31 Dec 2006, 13:58, Reply)

the joy of house parties
I went to a mad 3 day house party last summer, and had drank a lot smoked a lot ( you know what i mean) and drank shroomy tea... I then fell asleep(well, passed out really) in a fireplace alcove under a throw that was neatly placed there, and i slept quite soundly. The funny part was that I awoke with a mountain of rucksacks and bags on top of me. I was later informed someone had shagged in the same room, and also considered jumping on the bag mountain (oh thank god they didn't).
(Roll_Up_Smoker Hasn't had a cigarette since, Sun 31 Dec 2006, 13:37, Reply)

DIY Store Show House Bedroom
My first job, when I was 15, was as a Saturday dogs body at Texas homecare DIY store. I fell madly in love with Sue who worked in wallcoverings at the weekends. Fortunately she fell madly in love with me but being as my parents were the 'none of that sort of thing under our roof' types and her father would have worried Guy the gorilla in a fight we had nowhere to consumate our love.

So one Saturday evening after work we managed to get ourselves locked in the store and spent ten minutes bumping uglies in a huge bed in the show house before I fell asleep (how's that for staying power?)

I'm sorry to report that I had most fun peeing in the (not plumbed in) display toilets. If we had left the show house the alarms would have gone off.
( TriedItOnceAndDidn'tLikeIt made you lose the game on, Sun 31 Dec 2006, 12:52, Reply)

Cat nap
A party at a friend's place, maybe 8 or 9 years ago, middle of winter and very cold. Anyways, about 9 or 10 guys and girls decide to spend the night, huddled uncomfortably on the living room floor, desperately trying to keep warm. After about 3 hours of trying to sleep, I drunkenly get a good idea. I sneak out into the dining room, turn on the gas fire and lay down in front of it for warmth.
6 hours later I wake up with a cat asleep on my back and a blister the size of my hand, near my kidney area. Shouldn't have fallen asleep by the fire. Anyway, upon discovring this, and not immediately sure what it was, I'm quite concerned as to what this growth is and I leap to my feet, the cat freaks out and digs it's claws, right into the blister, popping it and spilling it's contents all over my jeans. that was possibly the most bizarre and yet painful sensation I've ever felt.

Edit: I was nice and toasty though.
(The Cosmic Fool Became aware that the bird is indeed the word on, Sun 31 Dec 2006, 12:19, Reply)

Rather underwhelming.
on a bench.

whilst drunk nay Shitfaced nay! a trifle wibbly. ahem.

me +
1 x flask of cinzano (for the love of christ WHY?)
4 x pints of braindeath type beer from the indian

surely you say, that's enough. nay.
i decided (in all my wisdom) that a bottle of the house white was in order.

in no mood for a glass and swigging from the bottle, we exited and made way to the pub,which was all of 200 yards away.

i fell over 3 times.

i went inside, decided i didn't like it much and went to sit on the curb. i then decided sitting was too much effort and had a little lie down. i must have passed out, because i woke up to someone nudging me with their foot, and i quote;
'ahh thank fuck for that, i thought you were dead...'

somewhere inbetween, i was violently sick, and took a picture of it on my phone.

eep.i then proceed to stagger about and sit on various benches as the congregation made their way home.

alas the final bench was sat on, almost at my floor to sleep on for the night.

waking up to a crowd of what can only be described as kaiser chiefs lookalikes, was unsettling to say the least. and i got up. staggered home, slept on a floor. and woke up at some ungodly hour to wander into college.

and that was my brief stint as a tramp.
my girlfriend still takes the piss.
the moral of the story?

being 17 is fantastic, hangovers evade me.

(inches or feet darling?)
( Gerbilinafishtank Gerbil in a fish tank...TURTLE POWER!, Sun 31 Dec 2006, 11:59, Reply)

On your mum
Like many others
(SSSSS, Sun 31 Dec 2006, 11:58, Reply)

Strangest......
Once, some years ago, I'd gone without sleep for approximately 4 and ahalf days, I was a friend's house playing a playstation game with him, wrestling game as it was. At some point I fell asleep, mid game, controller in hand and my eyes wide open. I awoke several minutes later to find that his mother had been in and even spoken to me, asked if i was ok and then left. Better still, the game was still on and I beat my friend anyways.
(The Cosmic Fool Became aware that the bird is indeed the word on, Sun 31 Dec 2006, 11:56, Reply)

After locking myself out
I slept in a grocery cart, in the basement of my apartment.
(eldormilon, Sun 31 Dec 2006, 10:29, Reply)

New years Eve
Amsterdam, bus picking us up was late, so had a quick nap on a bench by the river. Fantastic!
((((InfraSound))) SUNN0))) > YOU!, Sun 31 Dec 2006, 9:51, Reply)

English Exam - not me but...
Shane was a jug eared, taper skulled knucklehead who had I had shared a class with through middle school. When at 13 we went to High School and were split into streams I never saw him any more. Never, that is, until the GCSE english examination in 1993, where I found that I was sitting behind him in the cavernous gymnasium. The whole of our year were there waiting to take the exam.

Shane obviously thought he never stood a chance of passing that exam because the first thing he did when the papers were passed out was to plonk his head down onto the freshly printed page and sleep like the dead.

Obviously the teachers who were strolling up and down the aisles of the exam room decided that he never stood a chance either, because that's where they left him, for the entire exam, nestled into page one.
(Kazza , loathing myself so you don't have to, Sun 31 Dec 2006, 8:57, Reply)

New Street
Sleep on New Street Station? Blimey! Things must have changed. I have tried sleeping there, waiting for a connection having arrived off the Inverness Train (Stationed near there once). Bloody got kicked off to wander the streets from about 23.00 to about 05.00. Every policeman asked what I was up to. so, after the umpteenth time, I took to answering "Loitering with intent!".
"Intent of catchin' a bloody train! This used to happen regularly (just about everytime I went on leave). Bleeders used to search me bloody kit bag too!

Anyway! Strange places I have slept? I too, used to sleep in luggage racks (on the same trips as previous paragraph). The only drawback was the chequerboard patten embedded on yer face :)

Also, I have slept in a greenhouse, pissed on the local ale in Guernsey. That was quite warm and comfortable.

Thats it! - Enough from me!!
(AsADie, Sun 31 Dec 2006, 8:40, Reply)

Not advisable
In a pile of sheep clippings, droppings and wee in the middle of a gale, lying on top of a layed down flat tent, In Wales.

That was a comedown and a half waiting for me the following morning.
(The_Greyhound wrote www.luckymcdanger.blog.co.uk on, Sun 31 Dec 2006, 8:34, Reply)

Under a bench in brussels, being hassled by morrocan immigrants for wearing a fez.
We'd decided to go after a bottle of gin or so and sobered up on the train. The initial plan to "just spend all night in the pub" and get the train back in the morning didn't work out because we had no money so, under a bench it was. In winter.
I managed to get back to London just in time for some training session at work and fell asleep there too.
(you FUCKING *BANG* BANG*BANG* AAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGHHHHH!, Sun 31 Dec 2006, 3:35, Reply)

bridal shop
I was on my way from Leeds to Southampton to help my best friend look for a wedding dress. I work till about 7pm and the first appointment was at 10am at the other end of the country, so I got the overnight coach from Leeds to London thinking all would be well and I would get at least 4 hours kip on the way down. Unfortunately:

1) the coach stopped at every tiny little place it could on the way down, including twice at service stations to let other national express drivers get on/off.

2) every time the coach stopped, the crazy spanish driver yelled the name of the town in a weird foreign accent and flashed the hideous fluorescent lights three times... just in case anyone was still asleep

3) at nottingham she proceeded to have an all-out argument with a boy who was putting his girlfriend on the coach. he demanded that she sit next to a girl and i was the only female with a free seat next to them on the whole coach. driver WOKE ME UP to explain why someone had to sit next to me

4) said girl then called her boyfriend every ten minutes for the next half hour of the trip to a) make sure he got home okay b) ask him to eat the sausages she had left in the fridge for him c) remind him to go to bed - at FOUR AM!!

5) When this girl finally fell asleep, she had fitful dreams which involved her elbow poking into my side once every five minutes.

When I finally changed at London, I then managed to sit myself in front of two hideously xenophobic american tourists who uttered such choice phrases as "it's just as well they built that while they still had an empire and lots of money" (while driving past the natural history museum) and "i don't understand why they have to have new underground lines, why don't they just put it up in the sky"

By this time, I was too incensed to get any more sleep before I arrived in Southampton. I managed it through three dress viewings and lunch before the sleeplessness of the previous night took its toll and I passed out cold on a sofa in the middle of the third shop. While my friend, whose chief bridesmaid I am supposed to be, was trying to show me the dress she ended up buying for the wedding. i woke up with three separate bridal parties staring at me asking the bride's mum if i was okay.


I'm the best friend in the world :D
(corruptia, Sun 31 Dec 2006, 3:20, Reply)

I blame the beer
It was a log cabin in mid Wales I had had far too much to drink and managed to find my way to the top bunk and snuggled myself into my sleeping bag, next thing I remember is feeling really cold,having a huge pain in my arm and I was wearing someone elses coat
I woke up on a concrete floor a good 5ft below where i went to bed, the fall did not wake me, being cold did
( Terry Oblong There's nobody here but us chickens on, Sun 31 Dec 2006, 3:15, Reply)

I once slept in a field,
and when I awoke, there was a large slug on my nose. That was fun.
(scoob666 Ain't Nuthin' Ta F' Wit, Sun 31 Dec 2006, 3:02, Reply)

strangest place
On a lakeshore among hippos while totally pissed a year ago. i am still glad to be alive.
(monporn, Sun 31 Dec 2006, 2:55, Reply)