So last night..

mrapoc

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I slept in a hedge.

Now i'm trying to piece together what happened and I have two theories. I was either spiked hence why I cannot remember how the hell I woke up in a hedge on a council estate this morning. Or I just drank too much.

Either way I think I fell over and just either couldn't be bothered to get back up...or actually couldn't get back up.

Either way I shall be enjoying a bed tonight and spare a thought for those who do not have the idiotic choice between five more minutes of walking to get home or falling over into a hedge.
 
Well, for the small faith in humanity I have left, I hope that it was just alcohol that caused your feud with gravity and amnesia.

Sometimes I think it'd be best to hedge your bets and leaf the drink alone. You don't want people to twig on to the fact that you're susceptible to the good stuff
Perhaps it'd be a good idea to contact your local police branch - i'm sure two or tree cameras may have picked something up.

Maybe someone at your pub/club/bar will remember seeing you and wood have a good idea as to what went down?

(sorry)
 
Well, for the small faith in humanity I have left, I hope that it was just alcohol that caused your feud with gravity and amnesia.

Sometimes I think it'd be best to hedge your bets and leaf the drink alone. You don't want people to twig on to the fact that you're susceptible to the good stuff
Perhaps it'd be a good idea to contact your local police branch - i'm sure two or tree cameras may have picked something up.

Maybe someone at your pub/club/bar will remember seeing you and wood have a good idea as to what went down?

(sorry)


This is just brilliant.
 
a worthy reply. i credit thee

I asked my mates and apparently I was getting a lift home until I decided I needed some air, got out the car and disappeared.
 
I slept in a hedge.

Now i'm trying to piece together what happened and I have two theories. I was either spiked hence why I cannot remember how the hell I woke up in a hedge on a council estate this morning. Or I just drank too much.

Either way I think I fell over and just either couldn't be bothered to get back up...or actually couldn't get back up.

Either way I shall be enjoying a bed tonight and spare a thought for those who do not have the idiotic choice between five more minutes of walking to get home or falling over into a hedge.

hahahaha oh my sorry buddy but that cracked me up we have all been there tho
 
Well, for the small faith in humanity I have left, I hope that it was just alcohol that caused your feud with gravity and amnesia.

Sometimes I think it'd be best to hedge your bets and leaf the drink alone. You don't want people to twig on to the fact that you're susceptible to the good stuff
Perhaps it'd be a good idea to contact your local police branch - i'm sure two or tree cameras may have picked something up.

Maybe someone at your pub/club/bar will remember seeing you and wood have a good idea as to what went down?

(sorry)

That was AMAZING


It really did hit new heights
 
Best thread of the day xD

Well, for the small faith in humanity I have left, I hope that it was just alcohol that caused your feud with gravity and amnesia.

Sometimes I think it'd be best to hedge your bets and leaf the drink alone. You don't want people to twig on to the fact that you're susceptible to the good stuff
Perhaps it'd be a good idea to contact your local police branch - i'm sure two or tree cameras may have picked something up.

Maybe someone at your pub/club/bar will remember seeing you and wood have a good idea as to what went down?

(sorry)

I died :')
 
a worthy reply. i credit thee

I asked my mates and apparently I was getting a lift home until I decided I needed some air, got out the car and disappeared.

Well, I hope that if you did get spiked your mates would have noticed. Nothing stolen from your pockets I take it?
 
Does this 'spiking' happen a lot in England? It's not really something people have to worry about over here, especially not the guys...
 
Does this 'spiking' happen a lot in England? It's not really something people have to worry about over here, especially not the guys...

Depends where you go (of course), but it's something you definitely have to be aware of. I never leave my drink alone.
 
Depends where you go (of course), but it's something you definitely have to be aware of. I never leave my drink alone.

Interesting. At least for guys it's usually not that much of a concern around
here in Switzerland, but there are clubs and areas where you have to keep
your guard up.

Mostly though the danger comes from morons looking for a fight (not
uncommon, depending on where you are) and less from people trying to
spike your drinks.
 
Sadly I no longer drink. I can't due to clashes with the meds I take.

About the worst things I've done when drunk were sleeping on a bench over my local park. Why I didn't make the final 200ft of the journey always puzzles me.

Now falling asleep on a bench when drunk is nothing out of the ordinary. What was out of the ordinary was the fact I got completely undressed down to my Tshirt and undies and put my socks in my shoes and put them and my perfectly folded clothes under the bench. I must have thought I was at home.

The only other one that stands out to me (aside shitting myself one morning after a heavy night on the bevvies) was what I did one night in a club.

Apparently I did the Incredible Hulk and ripped off a £300 Armani shirt breaking off most of the buttons.

I awoke the next morning only to be met by my furious mother who wanted to know why I had folded up said shirt, put it right in front of the toilet and then proceeded to piss all over it.

Maybe that night I developed some sort of hatred toward the shirt?
 
Sadly I no longer drink. I can't due to clashes with the meds I take.

About the worst things I've done when drunk were sleeping on a bench over my local park. Why I didn't make the final 200ft of the journey always puzzles me.

Now falling asleep on a bench when drunk is nothing out of the ordinary. What was out of the ordinary was the fact I got completely undressed down to my Tshirt and undies and put my socks in my shoes and put them and my perfectly folded clothes under the bench. I must have thought I was at home.

The only other one that stands out to me (aside shitting myself one morning after a heavy night on the bevvies) was what I did one night in a club.

Apparently I did the Incredible Hulk and ripped off a £300 Armani shirt breaking off most of the buttons.

I awoke the next morning only to be met by my furious mother who wanted to know why I had folded up said shirt, put it right in front of the toilet and then proceeded to piss all over it.

Maybe that night I developed some sort of hatred toward the shirt?

Good job you no longer drink TBH!! Jesus!
 
About the worst things I've done when drunk were sleeping on a bench over my local park. Why I didn't make the final 200ft of the journey always puzzles me.

Now falling asleep on a bench when drunk is nothing out of the ordinary. What was out of the ordinary was the fact I got completely undressed down to my Tshirt and undies and put my socks in my shoes and put them and my perfectly folded clothes under the bench. I must have thought I was at home.

The only other one that stands out to me (aside shitting myself one morning after a heavy night on the bevvies) was what I did one night in a club.

Apparently I did the Incredible Hulk and ripped off a £300 Armani shirt breaking off most of the buttons.

I awoke the next morning only to be met by my furious mother who wanted to know why I had folded up said shirt, put it right in front of the toilet and then proceeded to piss all over it.

Maybe that night I developed some sort of hatred toward the shirt?

So much awesomeness in one post. :worship: :rollinglaugh:
 
haha!

Well I still had all my belongings including a decent looking watch in clear view. Problem is my mates were giving me a lift home and apparently I didn't like the way they were taking me so I got out and disappeared. The reason why I'm even contemplating spiking is cause I've never lost all my memory like that night. I know up till the last drink what I drank then nothing.

A story to tell the grandkids I suppose. As for that shirt...wow :D
 
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