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You know your drunk when..........
Posted: Tue 31 Aug, 2004 2:39 pm
by Cronkilla
You remove your clothes and make a 2 piece bikini set from plastic bags you find on the floor.
Many more to come from me, got any ?
Posted: Tue 31 Aug, 2004 2:40 pm
by minimac
You get off with your cousin.
MM

Posted: Tue 31 Aug, 2004 2:43 pm
by bigbart
....... Or when you realise that the stunning woman you've been chatting up for the last fifteen minutes used to be your infant school teacher...
Posted: Tue 31 Aug, 2004 2:52 pm
by Wholley
You wake up under the waiting room bench
at a certain post office in a certain Carribean Island,naked and surrounded
by ladies laughing their tit's off.
Wholley.

Posted: Tue 31 Aug, 2004 2:55 pm
by kwew
you fall asleep under the DJ's decks in a club and end up getting locked in then when sobering up during the night getting up setting off the alarm and getting arrested for your troubles, then the next morning released whilst being laughed at by two big burly aussie policemen. the above wasnt me honest.
Posted: Tue 31 Aug, 2004 3:00 pm
by lew
When you put T-shirts on your head in the shape of terrorist masks srtip down to your boxers, run around the hotel breaking into your team mates rooms and wrecking them. shouting ALAH ALAH at the top of your voice.
lew
Posted: Tue 31 Aug, 2004 3:06 pm
by bigbart
lew wrote:When you put T-shirts on your head in the shape of terrorist masks srtip down to your boxers, run around the hotel breaking into your team mates rooms and wrecking them. shouting ALAH ALAH at the top of your voice.
lew
That's not how you know when you're drunk. That's how you know when to seek medical help

Posted: Tue 31 Aug, 2004 3:11 pm
by lew
bigbart wrote:
That's not how you know when you're drunk. That's how you know when to seek medical help

Tours do that to you mate.
You also know when you’re drunk when you think it’s a good idea to try and carry a boat back to your room with four drunken mates. Then try and run from the police (still carrying the boat

) when they clock you.
Police lady: why didn't you drop the boat.
Captain of the team: we didn’t want to get done for criminal damage to.
lew
Posted: Tue 31 Aug, 2004 3:21 pm
by bigbart
You should've hopped in and started rowing.
Worst that's happened to me during a session was a total black-out. Me and my mate were out, drinking down pints followed by aftershocks at the bar the last I remember. I woke up the next morning in bed next to my girlfriend (who is now my wife.) and covered in a mixture of vomit and blood. She said I was talking to her one minute, the next, my mate said something in my ear and off we went. She saw me again at closing time outside the club, covered in blood, being questioned by 2 police officers. A few days later I saw 2 other lads I knew who were out that night. They said me and my mate were talking to a group of lads on the dancefloor one minute, the next, we were throwing punches at them all.
It's still a mystery now. I haven't touched aftershock since...

Posted: Tue 31 Aug, 2004 3:22 pm
by Artist
When you find you can understand what the nice Chinese lady is saying to you in the takeaway. And worse still you can answer her back and she understands you!
Artist
Posted: Tue 31 Aug, 2004 5:38 pm
by druadan
When you get out the taxi, give the bloke a tenner tip for helping you cross the road, then can't make the last 10m to your front door for love nor money

. Then get arrested two hours later after passing out in your drive after the neighbours call the old bill

Don't you love 18th birthdays

Posted: Tue 31 Aug, 2004 7:22 pm
by The Cheat
When you can't lie on the floor without holding on... Or when you suddenly realise that now would be a good time to call your ex-girlfriend...
Posted: Tue 31 Aug, 2004 7:37 pm
by AC
... you think it's a good idea to steal the Sergeant Majors bed... and go to sleep in it.

Posted: Tue 31 Aug, 2004 8:10 pm
by Dave.Mil
gone
Posted: Tue 31 Aug, 2004 8:27 pm
by Ghost
AC wrote:... you think it's a good idea to steal the Sergeant Majors bed... and go to sleep in it.

lol... that reminds me of a bit in First Into Action by Duncan Falconer when somebody takes a marine recruit out of his room still in his bed and placed him in the middle of the Parade Ground! And he was still there when the RSM came along!
Incidently, there's a Duncan Falconer in my year at school!
Ghost
