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Darias -> RE: Tis the Season to open the bottle. Question how have Y/you hurt Y/yourself being drunk? (11/16/2008 11:49:00 AM)
quote: ORIGINAL: WinsomeDefiance Hmm, I've never actually hurt myself while drinking, but I did afterwards trying to get out from under the troll I'd gone home with. I'm fairly certain he ate my underwear, because I sacrificed precious minutes looking unsuccessfully for them before fleeing to the closest pay phone. Coyote ugly moment !¬!!!! i knew there was a reason i missed not sharing a house ... atleast in those chew your arm off rather than wake them moments you only need to get up and leave ... nowadays if such an event happens i have to wake them up gently thank them for a wonderful night ( which i don't remember ) offer to make breakfast and subtly get THEM to leave .... mental note ... book hotel for one night stands

stella41b -> RE: Tis the Season to open the bottle. Question how have Y/you hurt Y/yourself being drunk? (11/16/2008 11:56:11 AM)
I've stuck my head out of a train window as it went through a station and barfed over whoever and whatever was on the platform.

WinsomeDefiance -> RE: Tis the Season to open the bottle. Question how have Y/you hurt Y/yourself being drunk? (11/16/2008 12:18:45 PM)
quote: ORIGINAL: stella41b I've stuck my head out of a train window as it went through a station and barfed over whoever and whatever was on the platform. Yeah, about that Stella, you owe me for drycleaning!!! (snickers)

sirsholly -> RE: Tis the Season to open the bottle. Question how have Y/you hurt Y/yourself being drunk? (11/16/2008 1:17:35 PM)
there were three of us drunken fools in the back seat...and Lordie...were we plastered. It was a holiday weekend and traffic was heavy, so we decided we all needed to be wearing our shoulder harness seatbelts. I was sitting next to the passenger side window and the person sitting in the middle grabbed my seatbelt and put it on. She did not realize she was choking me, and i was too looped to tell her. By the time we got out of the car the seatbelt had rubbed the skin off of my neck and left a massive bruise.

Aylee -> RE: Tis the Season to open the bottle. Question how have Y/you hurt Y/yourself being drunk? (11/16/2008 1:20:29 PM)
Sure Holly. . . . blame it on the booze!

LadyConstanze -> RE: Tis the Season to open the bottle. Question how have Y/you hurt Y/yourself being drunk? (11/16/2008 1:26:55 PM)
Dancing lambada on the table at a bday party (my own) ending up with one foot in the plastic salad bowl, slipped, fell off, fractured ankle, was taken to the ER with pieces of salad decorating foot and they ended up cutting me out of my shoe since my ankle swelled so much... Trying to enter glass front of a hotel but missed the sliding door, kept running repeatedly into glass front, ended up yelling loudly "Scotty, beam us up, there's an energy barrier" had nice lumps on my forehead and felt like dying when bf explained how I got them.

sirsholly -> RE: Tis the Season to open the bottle. Question how have Y/you hurt Y/yourself being drunk? (11/16/2008 1:32:03 PM)
quote: ORIGINAL: Aylee Sure Holly. . . . blame it on the booze! it was fun though...[:)] the only other thing i did when i was drunk was to attempt to walk across an icy parking lot. It was on a slight grade and i slid all the way to my car...sailed right past it and smashed face first into the side of a building.

GreedyTop -> RE: Tis the Season to open the bottle. Question how have Y/you hurt Y/yourself being drunk? (11/16/2008 1:40:17 PM)
Holly.. I have to say that this doesnt surprise me.... hugs to you and the family

masterofdrkness2 -> RE: Tis the Season to open the bottle. Question how have Y/you hurt Y/yourself being drunk? (11/16/2008 1:47:33 PM)
is it just me... or does it seam, holly is determined to tear or burn down buildings where ever she goes ? lol

everhope -> RE: Tis the Season to open the bottle. Question how have Y/you hurt Y/yourself being drunk? (11/16/2008 3:05:22 PM)
bike week Daytona Beach 1985, i was doing a bit of drinking with some bikers. i left the bar with one of them for his motel room. after a few hours of fucking around, we came back to the bar and i was perfectly primed when they started yelling "show us your tits". off came my top and up i went onto the bar dancing my ass off. at some point, i looked down at my tits and they were covered with hickeys and bite marks...the cameras were flashing. yeah well...ummm. i had a nasty hangover the next day.

MarksFantasyGirl -> RE: Tis the Season to open the bottle. Question how have Y/you hurt Y/yourself being drunk? (11/16/2008 3:34:53 PM)
I woke up the day after my mom's wedding with a fat lip that hurt like HELL!!! I couldn't figure out why.... Then I remembered that when Sweets came to take me home, I couldn't wait till we got to his place, and ended up giving him Dome-age in the car in the parking lot.... and I had smacked my face off his stearing wheel because I just couldn't wait.... I also tend to say things that I wouldn't normally.... Mostly about stuff I want Him to do to me, or the size of His dick..... Well, this is all supossedly... I don't think I really said that He was like the size of a light pole, or that I wanted THAT in my bum at the top of my lungs.... LMAO!

LadyConstanze -> RE: Tis the Season to open the bottle. Question how have Y/you hurt Y/yourself being drunk? (11/16/2008 3:49:59 PM)
quote: ORIGINAL: MarksFantasyGirl I also tend to say things that I wouldn't normally.... Mostly about stuff I want Him to do to me, or the size of His dick..... Well, this is all supossedly... I don't think I really said that He was like the size of a light pole, or that I wanted THAT in my bum at the top of my lungs.... LMAO! If that happened at your mom's wedding, I bet you took attention away from the bride

LookieNoNookie -> RE: Tis the Season to open the bottle. Question how have Y/you hurt Y/yourself being drunk? (11/16/2008 3:55:45 PM)
quote: ORIGINAL: tammystarm Aylee and i came up with this one, as i have some major embarrassing moments, while drunk. but fun as well i woke up in the boston harbor on a yact "moon bathing".... needless to say the dock master asked the owner to please have me refrain from doing so on the weekends as their are families then. Well i had to see the dock master if i wanted to wash my clothes, or grab a quick mountain dew... i never did again....EVER i was young then, today i would probably walk on in there ive also poll danced in request from friends..... owned a bar in iowa and danced on our bar many many nights (hey business picked up, especially when i went THUNK!) lol glad i was too drunk to noticed i about killed myself.... Told a cop when he pulled into a rather secluded unobtrusive spot with a killer view while I and my date were in my Vega station wagon (sue me dammit...I was 19) with a 6 pack in the back, wherein which I was putting the moves on a chic I'd been chasing for about 4 months (a smidge lit up): Flashlight shining on my hayud....."Excuse me sir, could you please step out of the vehicle?" (of course). "Have you been drinking tonight?" (he had just shined his flashlight on my 6 of Coors)...."Uh huh" I said. And then I said...."Bud...you gotta give me a break....I'm inches away from a breakthrough....it's been months in the making....I'm sure I won't be here more than another hour" (I've always been capable of convincing almost anyone that a 5 dollar bill looks, smells and feels exactly like a 50)...and I swear...he said (after, naturally, seeing that she had extremely ginormous breasts) "son...you have 45 minutes...if you don't score by then...I'll be back to arrest you". (I've put that man in my will).

ResidentSadist -> RE: Tis the Season to open the bottle. Question how have Y/you hurt Y/yourself being drunk? (11/16/2008 4:19:19 PM)
Jagermeister – My first encounter with it was when I reunited with an old flame. We had a sex date and she pulled a bottle out of the freezer a few minutes after I walked through the door. I vaguely remember being very sexually aggressive with her. I was pulling her top off and pinching her nipples while exchanging passionate kisses on the living room couch... then we both passed out in the middle of it. I woke up late the next morning. I was face down on the carpet and I thought there was a spider in my mouth . . . spitting the carpet fuzz out, I looked up and saw her passed out on the couch. She was in the exact position I last remembered kissing her. We were both late for work and felt like we had been run over by a truck, We did not want to, or have time to fulfill the intense attraction the inspired the reunion in the first place… a loss all the way around. It “hurt” the relationship, our mutual and self-respect was degraded because we both got too drunk to fuck. We had previously taken pleasure and pride in our intense passion, sexual talents and romantic relationship. Had I been sober, I would have banged the hell out of my sweet little nurse and left her smiling the next morning instead of in pain and sexually empty. That reunion may have lead to reestablishing the relationship.

dreamofthemoon -> RE: Tis the Season to open the bottle. Question how have Y/you hurt Y/yourself being drunk? (11/16/2008 4:30:26 PM)
wanders into the thread, takes a look around... To no one in particular: So that's what it's like to be drunk, huh? Iiiiinnteresting. [8\|] [>:]

WinsomeDefiance -> RE: Tis the Season to open the bottle. Question how have Y/you hurt Y/yourself being drunk? (11/16/2008 4:37:29 PM)
Ohhh I just remembered another drinking memory from my early twenties. I was sitting at the bar, minding my own business, when a cop came over and tapped me on the shoulder and then proceeded to escort me into a private room. I'm not sure if there were two cops or 6, but they said the bartender was worried about me and wanted to be certain I had a ride home. Now I couldn't very well tell them my ride home had gone for a ride with some guy to smoke a joint, and when I told them I didn't CURRENTLY have a ride home they told me if I didn't have one they might have to take me to jail. I started crying and told them "I've never even been sent to the PRINCIPAL! I don't WANT to go to jail!!!!" I vaguely remember them trying to hide their laughter. They decided to take me to the ladies room and made me rest on the couch until my friend came back.

LadyConstanze -> RE: Tis the Season to open the bottle. Question how have Y/you hurt Y/yourself being drunk? (11/16/2008 5:04:42 PM)
Errrr, just 18 and having a party with friends, I thought it would be a great idea to add to the fountain in the town square with a bit of dish washing liquid (I still don't know where I got that from at 3am) but I missed the fact that the main police station was in the town hall, overlooking the square nicely.... The bubbles inspired me to go jump into the fountain and splish around a bit. Tap on shoulder "What do you think you are doing?" Me "Having a wash, officer?"

MadAxeman -> RE: Tis the Season to open the bottle. Question how have Y/you hurt Y/yourself being drunk? (11/16/2008 5:17:48 PM)
One New Year's Eve I was taken by friends to a party where I didn't know anybody else. After a good few drinks I sat down and an attractive woman sat down beside me shortly afterwards. After another round or two we started people watching, creating lives for them based on their looks, body language and dance moves. I then make my faux pas. 'Who would build a Spanish archway in a 2 bedroom bungalow for God's sake.' She replies 'I would' and I got thrown out. The rest of the story was given to me by the police. They found and followed a trail of clothes (mine) to a large house with a big garden. There they found me with my feet in the garden pond. The headlights from the police car alert the tenants who are an old couple that begin shrieking out of an upstairs window. To cover my naked self I place the nearest thing within reach in front of what Peter Cook used to call 'the toilet area.' The aged shrieker now becomes apopleptic as it now appears I am throat fucking her garden gnome. The policeman adjusting the traffic video camera says 'don't worry, we have his clothes madam' and I'm taken away. Next morning I am famous in and around the police station. I do thumbs up pix with everyone on duty. No charges are brought as I have provided them with a good laugh. They give me a decent breakfast including some week old Chritmas cake and drive me home.

purepleasure -> RE: Tis the Season to open the bottle. Question how have Y/you hurt Y/yourself being drunk? (11/16/2008 5:27:17 PM)
I've been drunk. I don't remember what happened. I now only get drunk in the safety of my home.

beargonewild -> RE: Tis the Season to open the bottle. Question how have Y/you hurt Y/yourself being drunk? (11/16/2008 6:34:07 PM)
Does walking into a hydro pole count or walking onto a parked car? Not that I've ever done that........looks around to see if anyone believes that!

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