1. Drunk talking too lol. That's why I'm not drunk that often I think.
  2. Me neither
  3. Originally posted by MWSAH:Problem is, when I'm drunk I always dive into my bed instead of starting up my laptop. What's wrong with me?


    me and all. I post from my phone
  4. Originally posted by MWSAH:Problem is, when I'm drunk I always dive into my bed instead of starting up my laptop. What's wrong with me?


    Nothing's wrong, I do that too. But I meant like stories of things you did, or were done to you when you were drunk and that you can remember.
    Ok, I'll start, one night, we pulled an all-nighter and took the first train home. I was still a bit tipsy and I fell asleep on the train. When I woke up, my lovely friends had put a fresh (!) tampon in my mouth, 'cause my mouth was open. They took pictures of it...
    Hahaha.
  5. Originally posted by PaulaHewson:[..]

    Nothing's wrong, I do that too. But I meant like stories of things you did, or were done to you when you were drunk and that you can remember.
    Ok, I'll start, one night, we pulled an all-nighter and took the first train home. I was still a bit tipsy and I fell asleep on the train. When I woke up, my lovely friends had put a fresh (!) tampon in my mouth, 'cause my mouth was open. They took pictures of it...
    Hahaha.


    Hahaha, legendary
  6. Photo taken few days agi in Neue Donau camp in Vienna (Wien). We went to The National concert and then stayed camping for few days. After the concert we walked for 5-6 km to the camp because train didn't drive that late. When we came, beer was the only cure.

  7. ill better the tampon story. Brace yourselves. . . .
  8. Ooo noes here it comes
  9. I'm looking forward to this story of Gerard's...


  10. Well, I've got some better (=worse) stories too, but I'm not gonna give away all my little secrets, haha.
    So, come on, tell us.
  11. Wont be long. No pictures. . .
  12. Party scene, we were all pretty young and new to the wonders of alcohol. Some of us could handle it, others couldn't and inevitably there was the one guy who was a shambles after 3 cans. The joke was on him. . . . .

    By the end of the night he was a goner, completely wasted. He was out cold front down over the edge of a bed. He was debagged (trousers removed) and a condom was produced from somewhere. The condom was put over a pen and the pen was poked somewhere it shouldn't for a guy that isn't gay. Pen removed, condom remained dangling. Trousers were put back up and he was left to his dreams.

    He's never mentioned it.