the drunken walk home...

Sam Vimes

Jack Sheehan wrote: »

I fell over a curb while trying to fix my phone on saturday.

a mate of mine got out of a taxi, stuck his hands in his coat pockets, slipped, couldn't get his hands out of his pockets and landed on his face. quite funny i thought

Jack Sheehan

Well my simcard was broken and i was fiddling with the battery. The actual fall was quite slow and leisurely.

starlight07

Theres been so many... nothing malicious obviously. Myself and my mates have a weird connection to shopping trolleys when wer on the drunken walk home, one of our friends left the club early and we were all staying in hers so as a "gift" we brought the trolley into her house... she was none to impressed but we got some good pics lol. Other "gifts" have included traffic cones, for sale signs and planning permission signs...

Traffic cones usually make the drunken walk home a lot more entertaining, outside my estate there is a new roundabout and a new road being built, myself and my friend were so curious to see where this new road leads to so we climbed up on some bollards to rip off the masking tape which was covering the sign, in the process i lost my favourite brolley... but hey now we know. Afterwards we rearranged all the traffic cones which completly diverted all the traffic... this was on a Thursday night so felt really bad the next morning because Im sure there were some very infuriated motorists tryin to get to work... oops. Actually maybe I should give up the vodka

Overheal

gucci wrote: »

man you seriously have issues.....

Oh yes. one of these days I'll go on a tyre slashing spree - I'll only target rich peoples driveways who ccan afford the day off.

Dudess

Overheal wrote: »

Pissed on the door ofwhere some refugees were staying: i dont know if they really worked or were actually refugees or not but any time of day they would be standing at the front door, intercepting everyone that walked past for cigarettes. It was like the family hobby or something. FFS if you come here to work and dont want to buy cigarettes quit smoking :rolleyes: its past 7 euros by now isnt it?

Anyway they deserved a door pissing. in Hindsight the letterbox would have been so much better and I doubt they would have even smelled it

You don't like people being anti-American so then don't post stuff like the above.

Tellox

The worst I've ever done? I decided to go for a walk around 1am.
Harmless, right? No.

Me and a mate were smoking rollies, and a passer-by in a car must have assumed something else. He pulls up next to us, and asks us where we live. Now, we were on my estate at the time, but I was half terrified of the man either being a cop who'd want to see the copious amount of drink in my house (17 at the time), or someone who wants to rob the house. So I said "Ehh, ardkeen village" (about 15-20mins away from the estate).

So, suspicions sort of confirmed, he pulls out his "honorary neighbourhood watch badge", and demands we go home. Right, we say fine, and assume he'd **** off. Wrong! He instead demanded we walk in front of him back to our houses so he can watch us go in, or he'd immediatly call the gardaí.

So, off we went, 1am on a saturday night/sunday morning, having had well more than our fill of drink. Nevermind anyway, the cold air woke us up soon enough. We finally figured that we have to ditch this fella fairly fast, since we've got no homes to get in to in that part of the city. So we finally find a grouping of bollards which cars cant pass through, and start running. We finally get to a pub where we could hopefully ring a taxi. Instead, a group of 10 strong tinkers spot my small, long-haired person, and want to "have a few words with yez". So, cue running off in the opposite direction.. And these lads following after. We run back towards a nearby estate, and see that ****er neighbourhood watch bloke on the road, and on the phone. So, like the smart boys we were, we hopped the wall to said estate, and kept running.

After a short enough time, we found ourselves very lost, very cold, and could hear nothing but handbrake turns and what would appear to be shouting families. Turns out we were smack-bang in the center of farren park, which any Waterford resident can give you plenty of stories about.

So, we went metal-gear solid stealth style, and found ourselves wandering around in circles to avoid all large gatherings of scum. And finally a car pulled up to us. Down goes the window, and mammy is staring back at me. Home from work early, had already been to the house, where my girlfriend had reported me missing while trying to hide the drink, and of course her smoke.

As far as I can remember, I think that was the night I decided that there should be no more midnight walkies having drank.

Apart from pissing on the door of mcdonalds, I think that's the dumbest thing I've done when drunk. Had a friend once who keyed a car, thinking he was hilarious. He didn't think as much when the driver saw the CCTV and landed the little prick with a summons.

Overheal

Dudess wrote: »

You don't like people being anti-American so then don't post stuff like the above.

Mmmm... Sniped. Kudos.

I'll clear the air - they had very dark brown asian complexion and as far as I could tell from walking through their little troll bridge operation they certainly could never afford a pack of cigarettes. I didnt piss on them to be racist I pissed on them because I dont smoke and I'm sick of being asked for fags and loose change. I don't have any problems racially to be quite honest and have happily worked with many ethnic groups in my time.

Edit: admittedly the term refugee was a bit heavy and I'll withdraw that comment. And in my time here I've defend americans, eastern european, asian and african immigrants, and even one spectacular jehova witness case.

Terry

Dudess wrote: »

You don't like people being anti-American so then don't post stuff like the above.

I think he should go one step further and not actually piss on people's property.

I was a complete dick when i was younger, but I never went around damaging the property of others, no matter how drunk I was.

I was arrested for trespassing one night.
I was at a party in a house in a new estate (at the time) in Leixlip (Rinawade, for those from Leixlip). Anyway, the place is a maze when you're sober, so needless to say, I couldn't find my way out of the place.
I ended up getting to the end of a cul-de-sac and could see the street lights from the road across the field. So I hopped the wall and set off across the field.
There were lots of holes, so in my drunken state, I kept falling.

Got to the road eventually and set off home.
About 5 minutes later (note, I'm 2 miles from my house at this stage), a squad car pulled up. I asked them for a lift home and they handcuffed me and said thay were giving me a lift, but not home.
Apparently someone had been in a garden in another estate and the muck on my clothes from all the falls in the field was enough evidence that it was me.
Spent the night in the cell, woke up still drunk the next morning, got charged with trespassing and ordered to appear in court the following Monday, went across the road from the cop station to the ATM, took out loads of money and went to the pub and drank all day.
I was too fúcked to show up for court the following Monday.
That was 6 or 7 years ago. They never got back to me about it.

cashback

I'm sure I've done some stupid stuff pissed but not damaging people's property or pissing in doorboxes or stuff like that.
It's always at 3am and I'm going home that i feel like I most want to get out of the country. Having a few drinks is not an excuse for acting like a scumbag really.

Toots

Chirstmas eve a few years ago, I was in the pub with my BF and his sisters and we were all totally plastered, and when I got home I still had a few christmas presents to wrap, unfortunately they were all those giant toblerones, which are hard enough to wrap when sober, let alone drunk, so I decided I'd be really crafty and turn them from 'triangle' to square. How you ask? I put them on the floor and stamped on them until they were a relatively rectangular shape then I proceeded to wrap them, while feeling nicely chuffed at my cleverness. Lets just say Christmas morning was........interesting in my house that year:rolleyes:

Overheal

oh man.... ^^ about as classic as my 15 year old sister opening presents on the morning after she insisted she could be my brother (20 at the time) at shots.

1huge1

Tellox wrote: »

The worst I've ever done? I decided to go for a walk around 1am.
Harmless, right? No.

Me and a mate were smoking rollies, and a passer-by in a car must have assumed something else. He pulls up next to us, and asks us where we live. Now, we were on my estate at the time, but I was half terrified of the man either being a cop who'd want to see the copious amount of drink in my house (17 at the time), or someone who wants to rob the house. So I said "Ehh, ardkeen village" (about 15-20mins away from the estate).

So, suspicions sort of confirmed, he pulls out his "honorary neighbourhood watch badge", and demands we go home. Right, we say fine, and assume he'd **** off. Wrong! He instead demanded we walk in front of him back to our houses so he can watch us go in, or he'd immediatly call the gardaí.

So, off we went, 1am on a saturday night/sunday morning, having had well more than our fill of drink. Nevermind anyway, the cold air woke us up soon enough. We finally figured that we have to ditch this fella fairly fast, since we've got no homes to get in to in that part of the city. So we finally find a grouping of bollards which cars cant pass through, and start running. We finally get to a pub where we could hopefully ring a taxi. Instead, a group of 10 strong tinkers spot my small, long-haired person, and want to "have a few words with yez". So, cue running off in the opposite direction.. And these lads following after. We run back towards a nearby estate, and see that ****er neighbourhood watch bloke on the road, and on the phone. So, like the smart boys we were, we hopped the wall to said estate, and kept running.

After a short enough time, we found ourselves very lost, very cold, and could hear nothing but handbrake turns and what would appear to be shouting families. Turns out we were smack-bang in the center of farren park, which any Waterford resident can give you plenty of stories about.

So, we went metal-gear solid stealth style, and found ourselves wandering around in circles to avoid all large gatherings of scum. And finally a car pulled up to us. Down goes the window, and mammy is staring back at me. Home from work early, had already been to the house, where my girlfriend had reported me missing while trying to hide the drink, and of course her smoke.

As far as I can remember, I think that was the night I decided that there should be no more midnight walkies having drank.

Apart from pissing on the door of mcdonalds, I think that's the dumbest thing I've done when drunk. Had a friend once who keyed a car, thinking he was hilarious. He didn't think as much when the driver saw the CCTV and landed the little prick with a summons.

Interesting read mate, the best one so far