My best mate was pushing me home in a shopping trolley and we were stopped by the filth who then asked if I was disabled. I retorted with the fact that if I was disabled it's a pretty crap wheelchair. They managed to see the funny side.
Again best mate and I had a few and decided to run all the way home with shirts off. Fairly unremarkable until you find out it was the middle of winter and it was a two mile hike.
A favourite of ours is to play chess when we get home after a night on the lash. Again unremarkable, until you hear that my chess set is also a drinking game that is comprised of shot glasses with the pieces emblazoned on the side. Yes you have to drink the shot if they take your piece. Fairly smashed to say the least.
About 8 of us starting to do the usual macho arm wrestling gig and proceeded to break a table.
I don't chat women up when i'm drunk, I am not a confident lad really but I sometimes drunken text and then realise i have sent a load of crap messages the next morning.
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