Knocked myself out against a caravan, after puking bright red vomit. Everyone thought i was dying apparantly.
Mooned a few people, naturally.
Sprinting down a street knocking on every door on the way.
Punched a waiter in the face. (Accidentaly)
Woke up at a completely different house party to the one i started at.
Many. Horrible. Women.
Yeah, i'm a bit of an arse when drunk.
Me at my worst was when, while already fairly drunk, decided to down half a pint of rum with added Chili powder. As you can imagine that burns like hell, so i downed a pint of cold milk to neutralise it. Much throwing up ensued.
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