Alcohol shenanigans
Discussion
I went out last night with a few friends and one drink turned into many and so on and so forth. Usually i can handle a drink but for some reason the period between 11pm and 9am this morning i remember nothing, and now i feel like one complete f
king mess. 
Now when i woke up this morning, i pulled myself out of bed and started pottering about my room before i get ready for work. Then i notice this...
A fking olive tree! i have never seen it before and nor do i know where its come from. Its about 3-4 foot tall and actually quite nice, although it made a right mess of my carpet.
So my question being, whats the strangest thing you've woken to at home? whether its traffic cones or a fat bird your comments are welcome.
king mess. Now when i woke up this morning, i pulled myself out of bed and started pottering about my room before i get ready for work. Then i notice this...
A f
king olive tree! i have never seen it before and nor do i know where its come from. Its about 3-4 foot tall and actually quite nice, although it made a right mess of my carpet.So my question being, whats the strangest thing you've woken to at home? whether its traffic cones or a fat bird your comments are welcome.
payner2008 said:
Simpo Two said:
Sherlock Simpo deduces it came from a garden between the last pub and your house.
13th said:
payner2008 said:
Simpo Two said:
Sherlock Simpo deduces it came from a garden between the last pub and your house.
Used to come home quite often with shooter glasses.....wtf do you do with 40???
Then once I had my son, I moved on to flowers. Used to wake up on a Sunday morning, and there was often a bunch of rather done in daffies, or something sitting in the sink.
Since being single, it tends just to be an empty bottle or two
Then once I had my son, I moved on to flowers. Used to wake up on a Sunday morning, and there was often a bunch of rather done in daffies, or something sitting in the sink.
Since being single, it tends just to be an empty bottle or two
I used to have a 'No Parking' sign, stolen from close to Buckingham Palace in the early 80's. It said something like "No parking by order of the royal estates". I have vague memories of a policeman helping us to load it into a Transit van (won/nicked it on a student rag trip to London).
We'd probably be arrested as terrorists if we tried it now.
We'd probably be arrested as terrorists if we tried it now.
A dismantled set of roadworks stolen and reassembled in my uni' room. The 'Men at Work' bloke had Ashley Cole's had stuck on with some abusive slogans I seem to remember.
Also ended up with a cycle path routing sign which didn't seem too bad until we realised it was due to be put up the following day!
Also ended up with a cycle path routing sign which didn't seem too bad until we realised it was due to be put up the following day!
As my parents lived overseas, we used their empty house for my mate's 18th. Whilst I was upstairs observing a lesbian threesome, then getting my rocks off with another girl in the same room, my mates dismantled an entire gas company roadworks in the lounge downstairs.
They were rigourously enforcing the fully working traffic lights (with generator outside) to allow access to the room, there were cones, those red and white coloured bars, and a little red tent all set up in the room.
After about half an hour of finding this hilarious, we decided we should probably put it all back so as no-one drove into the 4 foot deep hole, so back up the road it went. Re-erected exactly as it was originally found, and I believe TransCo were none the wiser...
They were rigourously enforcing the fully working traffic lights (with generator outside) to allow access to the room, there were cones, those red and white coloured bars, and a little red tent all set up in the room.
After about half an hour of finding this hilarious, we decided we should probably put it all back so as no-one drove into the 4 foot deep hole, so back up the road it went. Re-erected exactly as it was originally found, and I believe TransCo were none the wiser...
Trying to burn Mike Oldfield's CD of Tubular Bells while at a fancy dress party. Must have been late 80's at a party somewhere in Oxfordshire. I was dressed in a djellaba (sp?) which my dad had brought back from somewhere he'd been (trying to) sell light aircraft. Various other characters also in Arab dress.
It had got to that stage in the early morning where everything makes perfect sense. Tubular Bells was playing on the stereo, and we decided that we'd had enough of it. It wasn't enough just to take it off - no - it had to die!!!
We built a funeral pyre on some land at the side of the A34, and put the record on top. It must have been the first record to pressed out of asbestos - it just sat there, unchanged. So we sat there watching it. A short while later we had a visit from the police. They weren't surprised to be called out - the owner of the property was a local 'character' - but they had been called by a passing motorists who said that a group of arabs were brewing tea on the side of the road!
I've lost contact with that crowd now, but wouldn't be surprised if they weren't members here - there used to be an impressive array of cars at some of our gatherings.
It had got to that stage in the early morning where everything makes perfect sense. Tubular Bells was playing on the stereo, and we decided that we'd had enough of it. It wasn't enough just to take it off - no - it had to die!!!
We built a funeral pyre on some land at the side of the A34, and put the record on top. It must have been the first record to pressed out of asbestos - it just sat there, unchanged. So we sat there watching it. A short while later we had a visit from the police. They weren't surprised to be called out - the owner of the property was a local 'character' - but they had been called by a passing motorists who said that a group of arabs were brewing tea on the side of the road!
I've lost contact with that crowd now, but wouldn't be surprised if they weren't members here - there used to be an impressive array of cars at some of our gatherings.
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