Drunk and disorderly conduct

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I just got two sixteen year old girls and a fifteen year old girls drunk. Don't look too badly on me, it was REALLY funny, and two have them have been drinking longer than I have. Instant boredom cure though.

Anndddd not what you think

 

And you're telling us it's not what we think?

 

Hey, you're in Washington, that's legal out there, right?

 

The sixteen year-olds would be

In all honesty it was just really fun to watch. One of them got pretty damn drunk with three shots worth of alcohol.

 

I will be receiving my load of cheap beer today! Hooray! 10 cases of swill for 8 bucks a pop, gotta luv it....

 

grrr, I dislike you very much, Blades...

 

Just truck on down to Illinois Triactus, I got the hook'up! Of course, getting it back to Canada will be tough. If you have alot of friends, you could all backpack a case or 2 each back home!

 

Yeah... well the problem is that they will probably all be empty by the time I get to the border. It goes without saying that I wouldn't drink and drive. I would only throw parties along the way and continue driving when I would be sober again...

 

This is why I don't drink. This guy's friends will never, ever let him live this one down. What an idiot.

 

What a pathetic piece of trash. Serves him right.

 

Last night my roommate hammered a nail with his iPhone. I guess there was an app for that.

 

Digdigdigdigdig...

The vast majority of my drunken stories would be MUG - rated, but here is the safe one:

In '07, we were getting wasted at a friend's house. He was a skinhead back then, but not a very radical one, considering that one of the persons invited was a self - professed Rasta, dreadlocks and all. Anyway, the friend of Jah got a drop too much. Next thing we know, he grabs the confederate flag from the wall, wraps himself with it, approaches the mirror, starts doing the roman salute (the 'heil Hitler' gesture, id est) compulsively, and goes: 'Damn, I look awesome like this!'...

 

Well...since this thread was dug up...why not keep it going?

What's really funny is when people get them tattooed on and the tattoo artist doesn't mix his colors right so they stand out like a sore thumb....permanently.

No? Well.....what the hell is the matter with you? I am very disappointed with you. You could have just told the judge that you thought they were old enough since they bought the booze!

It's probably some nasty horse piss like Keystone Light or Natty Light.
We kick people out of parties for bringing that crap.

Really? If you mormon types allow booze, then I might consider dropping the "apostate" label you've given me (of which I'm quite proud of, BTW ), and go back to church.... There's this mormon girl in HR at my work that I've had my eyes on for awhile now....and she's proving to be harder to corrupt than most.

LMFAO! That's pretty much the only thing that piece of iTrash is good for...and knowing Apple, it probably didn't even do that very well.


Anyhoo...as for some of my own DDC...

My buddy called me at 12:30am on Sunday morning asking if I wanted to get drunk and play some CoD. I had two 6-packs of Kostritzer and a tall bottle of Grey Goose in my mini-fridge, so I drove over. Well, apparently 30-40 other people wanted to get drunk and play CoD. Besides me, there were only 2 other people there who have had Kostritzer before, and everyone wanted to try it, so my beer was all gone. The Goose didn't last long either.
Once most of the other booze was gone too, 5 or 6 of us decided to walk down to the local grocery store and buy more beer. From my buddy's house, it was a .5 mile walk one way. On the way back, everyone either had a 12 or 24 pack under each arm as we stumbled back to his place.
About half way, we had some flashing lights come up from behind us...and sure enough it was a cop in a truck.
(Turns out, some douche at the store had called the cops and told them we were buying beer for underage kids. )

Anyway, the cop was actually my buddy's brother's best friend, and he offered to drive us the rest of the way back to the party. He hung out with us for a few hours and had a beer or two before leaving for another call...but he came back when his shift was over at 5am, and got wasted with the dozen or so of us who were still there....by far the coolest local cop I've ever owned in CoD while drunk!

 

Nope. It was whatever I wanted. My wife's cousin drives a beer-truck. He was great for stopping by on Thursday evenings, every other week and selling us anything that is past due, real cheap. Buying Amstel or other imports at 8 bucks a case is NICE!!!!Unfortunately he got fired. For stealing beer. Go figure. It was nice while it lasted.

 

I once had to push a drunk friend inside his tent, he was down and out with his body inside the tent but his head was outside.

Another incident, we woke up to see friend sleeping on the ground in crawling position with one hand still reaching for the tent door. He didn't quite made it to the tent.

Me, I don't drink and never been drunk in my life. And I worked for more than a decade in San Miguel Corporation. That's like the Holy Grail job for beer lovers in this part of the world. Go ahead, call me pathetic.

 

Good on you dude! Pretty much 90% of all beer taste like s**t.

Start with hard liquor first!

 

I once went around town, took a girl back to hers. Did the dirty deed, then woke up in the middle of the night for a wee, still totally pissed out of tree, and proceeded to take a leak allover her CD player and CD rack. To this day I have no idea why, I must have just thought it wad the toilet. Needless to say, that certain 'relationship' never went anywhere.

Another one, wasn't me, was a mate, but probably the funniest thing I have ever seen in my life. We were out clubing and got pretty drunk. We were just getting some food before going home, and my mate saw a guy talking to his girlfriend. He ran over, and for reasons known only to him, jumped up and tried to do a flying kick in this guys face, the guy stepped to one side and my mate ended up karate kicking his girlfriend clean in the chops, right in front of a pair of policemen. He spend the night in the cells and his girlfriend had to go and get him out. You couldn't write it.

There's loads of others, but I've forgotten most of them.

 

I took my (rather homophobic) ex to a gay bar years ago. He spent about an hour downing drinks to summon up the courage to move away from the wall. About half an hour after that, he went to the loo. I found him about 20 minutes later getting the barman to give him change for a fiver. When I asked why he told me that there was a lovely couple in the loo who needed a condom but the girl had a bit of a deep voice!

 

I woke up on a bench in Manchester (200 miles away)

 

Where are you?