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had a bag in my tent at a festival that had some food in. the hot summer sun heated the rubbish and made a smell that was not too dissimilar to fresh shite. when i came out i could see people thought i had shat myself. all my clothes were near the bag too and ended up smelling like shit too. so yeah, basically smelt like a hobo and repelled everyone for the entire weekend. also i got some piss on myself |
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i went to a party organised which was some kind of goodbye-party for students. i knew that the same evening my friends were making a breakcore party which was supposed to be super fun. i got totally wasted already at the student party with booze. i lost track of what's going on and decided to take a cab and go to the breakcore party. i don't remember anything else. the rest is basically what i heard from people. i came in completely drunk, still in my tie and suit, started to drink beer (on top of the loads of vodka i drank) and spilled most of it on myself and other people. a girl started to take me by my leash like a dog and i was crawling (still in my suit) on my knees and hands. i then decided to undress my upper half and keep on dancing. i finally managed to get on stage and throw down a dj on the floor who wanted to make some anouncement with his microphone. then i bit my friends vagina. afterwards i got tired and fell to sleep 20 cm away from a speaker which was going 120 dB breakcore. my friend helped me crash somewhere else. now the story stops here as i suddenly disapeared from the venue. when i woke up i realised that i'm naked from the belt up, sleeping in the drivers seat of some unknown car. as i was completely wasted and shacking like hell from cold (it was something around march) i desperately wanted to get the heating going but i couldn't without the keys. my phone died so i had no idea what time it was and i couldn't call anyone for help. the awesome thing was that people started to walk their dogs and going nearby the saw me naked in the car and quickly ran away. as i had no idea whose car it was i started searching it for any clues + for something to wear. i couldn't find anything. so after about half an hour sitting in it i decided to leave and close the car and go home. which i did. i had to cross a few bigger streets and it was around 7.30 so there was a lot of traffic and a lot off people saw me crossing the street half naked. how come the police di |
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dn't pick me up is a riddle. anyways i got to my dorm and the waiter nearly droped dead when i asked him for the key, still naked. i went to my room to sleep. the most amazing thing is that after some sleep i called the venue, and they found all my stuff, keys, wallet, shirt, tie and i haven't lost a thing. i picked it up afterwards. now the freaky part - the car i slept in was still in the sampe place a few days later and it was still open (i didn't mention before that when i left the car, the passengers door's lock was damaged and i couldn't close it). i still don't know whose car it was and how i got in it. |
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oh my^^ youre lucky the by-passers havent called the cops, while you were sleeping in that car with a broken lock and you being all drunk & clueless inside. it might have been stolen and you being held accused.. but maybe its the "crash-car" for people to crash in it. |
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i doubt i broke into it as it seemed rather unharmed. although i don't know if getting into someones car when its open isn't already a crime. i guess that would depend on the mood of the owner/police/both. actually if the owner really had let me into the car himself i guess he would have checked on me in the meantime. the only explanation i have for this situation is that when i was wandering home i had to be so exhausted and cold that i started to pull random car doors and in some miraculous way, i found one. actually due to the fact that i was so hot in the club, having chest pain and horrible dehydration the next day i am afraid someone could have actually dropped me something into my beer. |
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if you get a spiked drink in that condition, its nooo good. in any case its best to have some soft drinks in between. keeps from dehydration and too much drunkness, so i stick to that when possible. |
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sounds pretty extreme. am thinking though that the embarrassment was more something that you felt after the event and not during. am i correct in thinking this? |
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yeah that's why this is actually kind of off-topic as i wasn't really embarrassed at the time i was doing it, just afterwards hearing the unpleasant details. |
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Lol..those drunk ass stories are always funny but pretty embarrassing when you are the main character in it..I remember stealing Spa from Fah waking up in the bushes somewhere near the place he had his gig f.e...pretty embarrasing too. |
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they are embarrassing when you are a kind composed and rather calm person and when you drink too much suddenly the wolf comes out and you have no way of stopping that. on another occasion we had a new years party where i was supposed to play. i got wasted badly and suddenly my external hdd died (yes it really died confirmed by my sober friend). i created my playlist for this night for about two weeks so being very pissed off i started throwing it on the wall of the venue which was just prepared to be super-flat and white for projections. i made several 3,5" sized holes into it. afterwards the disc broke into pieces. then i was packing my stuff and wanted to unplug my laptop from the mixer which resulted in me pulling the cable and droping the whole setup consisting of two decks and a mixer on the floor. the i accidently steped on a ultra-rare drexciya my friend had been playing and which fell on the ground also. i then tried to go home which resulted in me wandering around the area wihout any directional sense. i somehow came back to the venue after two hours not knowing what i did in the meantime. |
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I quit drinking hard booze (liquor, whiskey, vodka, etc) when I already drank beer, etc because of these embarrassing moments...sometimes I start with one or two but that's just it..Since then the embarrassing moments have become less and I still got some friends now :-) |
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I once had to shit in a bag standing in a shower cabin, wiping my ass on window cloths, but i've already made a thread about that before. |
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i hate it when that happens |
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I remember that story....An embarrassing story about shit: I once shitted in a hotel corridor and woke up with shit on my feet, the hotel manager followed the trail and said I had to pay for it. Luckely I never got the bill but I stopped drinking booze for a while. |
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good old times ey |
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heres a true story........ my friend we will call him L for privacy reasons.... had just been paid and was on his way to his landlords house to pay his rent in cash!!!!! whilst on his merry way L bumped into some friends he had not seen in a while, these "friends" decided to give L a nice big squeezy dropper of liquid LSD to help brighten his day! L was discovered by his landlord in his landlords garden completely naked masturbating furiously!!!! thank god his landlord saw the funny side of things! |
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Ahahahahaha..... |
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If somebody today had walked in on me drinking and masturbating in the work's toilet, like somebody attempted to, that easily would've been an embarrassing story. |
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there is something with you and tight spaces |
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saying "fav+" in one post on xltronic mboard and then trying to really fav+ it and being thrown "Could not select database" in my face |
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i was living in a few flatshares and i hated all of them. anyhow, in order to not have to deal with my flatmates too much i stored most of my food in my room (storing it in the fridge would have required interaction with the flatmates). so one night i walk out of my room with the intention of preparing some canned soup. i leave the room with the can of soup, a dirty old bowl and a dirty spoon in my hand. however, as i open the door i see that the annoying boyfriend of one of my flatmate's is sitting in the kitchen watching tv. so instead of entering the kitchen i turn right and walk into the bathroom and lock the bathroom's door. i flush the toilet to make it seem like i used it and then leave it. of course as i leave the toilet with the soup and the dishes the boyfriend sees me and gives me a strange look. sort of embarassing it was. |
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'Least the money was still present and unspent on some potentially silly thing. :) |
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were your brains in the can? |
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