Crazy Parties

Okay, this is a place for all your crazy house party or other party stories. Feel free to post up pictures. I'll start. Last weekend I spent three days partying. This is after DAY ONE. Luckily, it was easy to clean. Needless to say, don't suck down a lot of beers quickly and get a glue gun!

- Arkans

Bud Lite is gross, but I wasn't paying. I love the Coronas.

[hectomaner]

after the first keg was emptied

http://whatthaproblemis.com/holiday/DSCN0067.JPG

when people started showing up, and before the other 4 kegs got there

http://whatthaproblemis.com/holiday/DSCN0068.JPG

after 3 of the 4 kegs are gone (note: dark spot on pants IS urine)

http://whatthaproblemis.com/holiday/DSCN0071.JPG

[hectomaner]

guess its not very wild, but house parties i've been to in the past 2 years just dont get all that wild without me drinking there. i tend to spicen things up

Hahaha you pissed yourself? FUCKING PWNED!!!!!111 You end up blacking out that night?

- Arkans

[Apotheosis]

beer pong is the bomb

[Brattt8525]

Are you grounded from glue guns now Arkans?

[hectomaner]

Originally posted by Arkans
Hahaha you pissed yourself? FUCKING PWNED!!!!!111 You end up blacking out that night?

- Arkans


no i was taking the pics, those are my 2 best buds from back in ohio

but yes, i have pissed myself on several occasions. one can only consume so much alcohol before they black out and eventually lose control :(

[Edited on 4-21-2005 by hectomaner]

[Apotheosis]

have never pissed myself due to excessive alcohol consumption

Hahaha. That glue gun is awesome, but nothing beats my keg on the las vegas strip story

[Asha]

Edited to add : Removed due to being too fucking bad. I'll think of another time after I've had some coffee.

[Edited on 4-21-2005 by Drayal]

I keep the glue gun in my car now so I don't repeat something stupid like that. lol

- Arkans

What's your story, D?

- Arkans

[Asha]

Basicly I partied all night on new years eve. Came home with friends at 3 am , took more E and smoke. Eventually 5am came round and I realised I had to be at work for 7am.
I had to take like 3 Oxazepam to try and sleep after all the E. I woke up about an hour later , climbed over corpses to get to work. Jumped on my friends motorcycle after having a panic attack about being late. Woke up just as the bike mounted the sidewalk at about 15 mph. Got back on and set off again. Woke up as I drove the bike through someones hedge, straight into thier garden. REALISED I had no pants on. Drove back to my house with my shirt wrapped around my legs (so I was topless).
Jumped into the house and stole the pants from one of the corpses while he slept. Got to work just in time for my boss to point out I stinked like hell. That was becouse the guy I stole the pants from , I'd just realised, has pissed himself through the night.
That was a cracking party.

:rofl: :rofl: :rofl: :rofl:

Okay, that was fucking hilarious.

- Arkans

[Asha]

Not fucking proud of the wearing my mates pissed wet through pants though, man.

I'm tempted to edited the post out again, before everyone wakes up and gets around to reading it. Heh.

Hahahahaha, I've done E, but :rofl: never left the house realizing I had no pants on. Hahahahahahaha, priceless! Then again I never had to haul ass to work after either :P

- Arkans

[Asha]

Originally posted by Arkans
Hahahahaha, I've done E, but :rofl: never left the house realizing I had no pants on. Hahahahahahaha, priceless! Then again I never had to haul ass to work after either :P

- Arkans

NO pants man, I was swingin.

Hahah, you Brits are crazy bastards.

I've pretty much relegated myself to just drinking now, but goddamn, the havoc I cause. It reminds me of the time where I started throwing out 3/4 full beers out windows and exclaiming I had awesome aim. People were impressed! I swear!

- Arkans

[Asha]

Dude , I always thought that if somehow there was a Players Corner get together party, I wouldn't go. I have this total fear my antics would stop me from posting here ever again. I had no clue you guys were as nuts.
It'd be a total riot.

Can you imagine?
Ranger and Anticor could finally knock eachother out.
I could finally hit on Kainen, Praefection, Beth and fuck knows who else, with my pants round my ankles and telling them I'm serious.
Stray could povide the music and Harmnone can sort out the counselling.
:roll:

[Asha]

Originally posted by Drayal
Dude , I always thought that if somehow there was a Players Corner get together party, I wouldn't go. I have this total fear my antics would stop me from posting here ever again. I had no clue you guys were as nuts.
It'd be a total riot.

Can you imagine?
Ranger and Anticor could finally knock eachother out.
I could finally hit on Kainen, Praefection, Beth and fuck knows who else, with my pants round my ankles and telling them I'm serious.
Stray could povide the music and Harmnone can sort out the counselling.
:roll:

Edited to add : I'd cross the pond for that! :)

I'd take bets on an Anticor and Ranger cage fight. You know, two men go out and one man comes out. Think.. THUNDERDOME

- Arkans

Originally posted by Arkans
What's your story, D?

- Arkans

I can't tell it. It would totally destroy my good guy image on these boards. IM me for details

Anticor would totally feel the pwnage

[Asha]

Come on Ranger. I'd edited mine out and then re posted it. What did you do? Suck a dick? :lol:

[HarmNone]

Sorting out counselling for you lot would probably end with me in the loony bin! I'll just watch, and duck when necessary. :D

Heh no dick sucking. I'll type it out later when there aren't five guys right behind me waiting to use the computer

If it involves you waking up with your clothes on backwards, a dry mouth, and sore asshole, don't worry, we won't judge!

- Arkans

[Asha]

Originally posted by RangerD1
Heh no dick sucking. I'll type it out later when there aren't five guys right behind me waiting to use the computer

:lol: Cool.

Harmnone, tell us of any wild Pagan sacrificial parties at stone henge that you've been in!!

[HarmNone]

The worst thing I ever did was to steal a rather large potted palm from a rather well-known restaurant in Orange County, California. I'm not a big woman, but I dragged that freaking potted palm down the street, put it in the back of my friend's van, and woke up in the morning with said potted palm gracing the middle of the living room.

How I ever picked it up, much less dragged it half a block and pitched in the back of the van, I'll never know. Thankfully, I knew the owner of the restaurant very well; so, I called him and informed him that his missing palm tree wasn't really missing at all. It was just on vacation, and would return as soon as I could find someone who wasn't passed out to transport it.

I've always remained fully clothed, un-pissed, and relatively stable...except for the potted plant incident...

[Gan]

I love the beer bottles on the ceiling.

[Parkbandit]

Best party weekend I can remember.. these are the highlights of the 2 day end of year college party:

1) Drunken golf drive competition down the middle of Main Street in Binghamton, NY. No one was killed that we know of.

2) 3 beer funnel named "Balls"

3) Chandelier quarters

4) Ex girlfriend gave me a blowjob and I told her to get out after she was done.

5) Stolli vodka.. frozen.

6) Gin / sprite slammers.

7) Passed out.

8) Woke up next morning and had yard sale to generate enough money for party that night. This included selling off many of our furniture in our 'furnished' house. Never arrested because our landlord was a notorious coke head and probably didn't realize it the following year.

9) Purchased plenty of new beer and liquor with the yard sales proceeds.

10) See 1-7 above except #4. Replace #4 with: Hooked up with ex-girlfriends friend.

[Asha]

4) Ex girlfriend gave me a blowjob and I told her to get out after she was done.

Made me laugh out loud!
:rofl:

[Jorddyn]

Originally posted by HarmNone
The worst thing I ever did was to steal a rather large potted palm from a rather well-known restaurant in Orange County, California. I'm not a big woman, but I dragged that freaking potted palm down the street, put it in the back of my friend's van, and woke up in the morning with said potted palm gracing the middle of the living room.


When I lived in KC, I lived in a loft downtown. It was essentially an adult dorm. There were two rather large fake plants outside the elevators. Most Friday and Saturday nights, those plants found there way to be right outside someone's door. Nothing like waking up in the morning, hungover, heading down for coffee, and finding a giant plant blocking your way.

Other items that may or may not have been placed in front of/on doors by me: traffic cones, empty cases of beer bottles (as in 10 cases to block the entire door), tape (clear, of course), a sheet (stapled over the door), a drunk roommate, an unwound roll of paper towels.

Jorddyn, loved that place

Girlfriend one made me choke on my water with laughter.

- Arkans

[Asha]

PB , that was classic.

[Parkbandit]

Hey.. I was an arrogant asshole back then.. just be glad I've changed.

:)

[Jorddyn]

Originally posted by Parkbandit
Hey.. I was an arrogant asshole back then.. just be glad I've changed.

:)

:rofl: :lol: :lolwave:

Jorddyn, :D

[hectomaner]

hmmm... oh the fun stories involving dumpster diving i could tel...

[Asha]

I went to a skate park when I could board really well. This one night everyone was getting drunk and listening to Primus over this HUGE PA system, so we were kinda crazy.
After buckets and buckets of homebrew we started attempting really stupid tricks and I dropped in on a 9ft halfpipe whilst standing straight up, not leaning.
I broke my wrist.
So I got back to the top and thought I could try it again since everyone was doing it and cheering eachother on. That was when I shattered my broken wrist.

Heh, 5 hours in A+E , steel rods in my wrist and 7 weeks off work.
Go me.

[Kainen]

Was getting stoned at my house some years back with my friend Wolf when 3 guys dressed in black from head to toe complete with ski masks and assault rifles walked by my window.. to make it even more surreal as I was walking Wolf to his truck they walked by us from the apt 3 doors down from me with several full black duffle bags. As we stood there and stared at em in a stoned daze.. one said to me "have a nice day ma'am" and they all got in thier car and left. Apparently another drug dealer had robbed my neighbor (also a drug dealer). Thank god I don't live there anymore.

Okay so anyway, my vegas story. Don't read if easily offendable or hold out any faith that I'm not a dirtbag.


I went to Vegas for my buddies wedding. This is after I took the bus from Chicago to San Antonio and after spending a few drunken days in texas taking the bus from San An to San Diego.

So my buddy picks me up at like 3am to go to Vegas from my cousins house, and Im still fucking drunk from 2 days before. Anyway, Vegas is vegas. Imagine all the normal shit that goes along with it...then comes the night before his wedding. His buddies from back home hire a couple strippers for his bachelor party, but turn out to be some straight up skeezers, no shame, just straight up skeez. So they do what they come to do and straight bounce in less than an hour. Meanwhile me and my other buddy from the Platoon who came down for the wedding our laughing our asses of because they paid over 500 bucks for the "entertainment".

Anyway, we all say fuck it and decide to hit the strip. The only problem is, theres a Keg and god damn that bitch isn't gonna go to waste. So we do the only sensible thing and load it up in a Red wagon and proceed to the strip. Well we get about 5-6 blocks through the strip and the fucking wagon breaks. So me and this Marine dude from 29 palms end up lugging a fucking keg down the las vegas strip, stopping every block or so to refuel. It's fucking awesome because we're giving away beers to girls if they show us their tits and shit, and we even got a couple of lesbians to make out for some. After like an hour, and so many memorable experiences the cops show up the conversation goes something like this:

Cop:

Hey wtf do you guys think your doing?

Us: uh......

Cop: You know you can't walk around with an open container.

Us: well..technically its not really open..

Things degenerate quickly from that point with the culmination of us barely missing spending the rest of the night in lockup. Anyway, somewhere along in here this girl who was supposedly one of my buddies, buddies's girlfriends totally makes a pass on me. I blow her off, because well I try to keep a little bit of scruples and besides she wasn't my type shall we say. Remember this, it has significance later.

So, at this point pretty much everyone bitches out and decides to go back to this guys mother's house to finish off the keg, with like the girl from earlier and maybe 3 more. Me and the guy from my PLT say fuck all that shit and head out in his 1986' Metro to cruise the town...we eventually end up in this one strip club called the sapphire. It was fucking HUGE, and I ask the guy at the front how many girls are on duty and he tells me 600, and every single one could be a centerfold somewhere. The only way to adequately describe this place is SFJOSFGJSRGHJHASGHZSGNJJSGHD!!!!

So, anyway I proceed to get further plastered on discounted mixed drinks when this happens.

<stripper walks up and does her little sales pitch>
Stripper: So what do you do.
Me: Well..I'm in the military.
Stripper: Oh yea? I love a man in uniform.
Me: Really? Sweet, so what is that worth, a free lap dance?
Stripper: Uh..no, but I could give you half off.
Me: .... How much is a lap dance?
Stripper: 20 bucks
me: Score!

<The most awesomeest lap dance evar>
<I hand her a twenty>
<Stripper starts to walk away>
me: Hey, where the fuck do you think your going with my change bitch.
<My buddy about has a stroke laughing so fucking hard>

<I take my change and buy more booze>

So anyway, at this point we're about done. I've been drinking for like 4 straight days now, and I can barely talk. We decide to go see how the "party" at the guys mom house turns out. On the way we get into a shouting match with these two guys on the freeway going 60, and as we're pulling over to the shoulder to beat these guys faces in the cops roll by and they take the fuck off.

We get to the house, and there is maybe 3 people not passed out. one of them happens to be the girl who wasn't my type from before, and shes instantly on my nuts. Whereas before I was all "Fuck no man, I have standards" Now I'm all "SCORE!!!!JFJFFHJGJ!!!"

So, I had no clue what the fuck was going on, but apparently I went into the room where the guy who was supposed to be this chicks girlfriend is at and Im all "Hey man, you wanna get the fuck out so I can nail this chick"? and for whatever reason he just gets out and acts like nothing happens.

So, the next morning my buddy is all pissed at me because I slept on one of the tuxes for the wedding, and apparently left contraceptive devices like on this dudes pillow. I dunno wtf to say so I just played it of flike it didn't happen. Fast forward a few hours to the wedding and Im styling it out in my khaki pants and wife beater, and I proceed to hit on my buddies sister. I had no fucking Idea at the time so I felt kinda bad. However, all guilt went away when his grandma hit on me.

In conclusion, vegas is awesome.

[DeV]

Originally posted by Kainen
Apparently another drug dealer had robbed my neighbor (also a drug dealer). Thank god I don't live there anymore. Classic way to make a living. Funny story too.

[Asha]

Whoa. That's insane. I'd have had to change my pants after that.

On the other hand.. Wolf!! :lol: :lol:

[Asha]

And Ranger, that story beats all so far.
Worth the wait.

Okay, another one. Vancouver BC. Me and my buddies went on a three day bender there. It was fucking awesome anyway highlights:

We were in this club, I dunno what it was called, but uh earlier in the night I had won abunch of free shit by being in this onstage contest where you had to come up with a different name for certain words i.e. Vagina..Pussy..cunt and so on and so forth. Anyway, like 4 hours and enough booze to knock out the pitsburgh steelers we're back in this same place and they start asking for anyone whose birthday it is to come to the stage over the intercom. So of course I go to the stage even though its not my birthday. So there is like 5 dudes and 2 chicks up there and they're all "We're gonna have a contest between the dudes for free shots and the contest is to impress the girls" So They have three competitions the first one is like use your most effective pick up line on the girls and they'll decide who had the best. The rest of the dudes are all "Your eyes are so pretty" and "HI, my name is Stephen" or w\e. Mine is "Hey, nice shoes you wanna fuck?" So I go up 1-0. The second competition is a dancing competition, and the guys are obviously all nervous and kinda doing some lame shit. Now, I can't dance to save my life, so I just let the drunkeness flow and do my best stripper impersonation, complete with backwards upside down pole swinging. I'm obvious leading the pack now. So the third and last competition is to see who has the best boxers. Well, anyway I had actually left my belt back in the barracks so i had on like 3 pairs of shorts, some sweat pants and abunch of other shit on just so my jeans wouldn't fall off. There was no way I was gonna show this entire club this so I do the only rational thing..which is of course to bare all in front of about 200 people. Needless to say there was a certain level of "shock" in the audience. On the plus side, I won and got a 10 second pull off this exspensive ass bottle of strawberry tequila and I had girls hitting on me for the rest of the night. Unfortunately, the former made me not aware of the latter until well later.

So anyway, we find up in this shitty run down hotel that charged us like 120 bucks for a room. This one guy we went with paid for it for me and him and everyone else went into another one (5 people total) Well after we come back the first time he's all like "I got the bed" My response is "Bullshit" and just pass out on the bed. At this point the rest of the guys think it would be a fun Idea to come into the room yelling and flashing the light. I was too drunk to even move so I just got really pissed off. However, I also have an uncanny ability to bounce back from a hard night of drinking and woke up fresh as hell at 10am. So, I do the only thing left to me: I go to their room, kick in the door and yell POLICE EVERYONE ON THE MOTHERFUCKING FLOOR" I've never seen three hangover drunk people move so fast in my entire life. Two of em are fighting each other over going out the window (we were on the fifth floor btw) and the other one is running around puking on himself. The hilarity of the situation comes from the fact that the room is a good 5-10 if that, so its all something out of an extreme blooper reel.

So, since everyone is awake at that point we start drinking again, and end up at hooters. Vancouver BC is so nice, that while in hooters we were looking *outside* at girls on the street instead of at the waitresses (which were still pretty hot) well, anyway we pretty much keep drinking throughout the night, and I still have people coming up to me about the night before (wtf) So we end up in this one bar, and me and my buddy end up having every single last one of the drinks on the menu. At the beginning it was "Yes, I'll have the apple martini please" By the end it was "uh...I'll take that one" <points at a random drink on the menu with head seemingly attached to the bar>

So anyway, one of the guys is totally hitting on this one waitress but most of us are so drunk out of our mind that we couldn't tell you the difference between say the bar we were passed out on or a pair of boobs. At one point someone gets the bright Idea to ask what our tab is, and it's something like 600 dollars. We tally up how much each person has and we've got about 53 dollars canadian between us. Of course we start freaking out, but somehow by the grace of god our buddy talks to waitress into only charging us for shots, or beers I dunno fucking know. All I know is that I managed to walk out of there without a police escort.

The best part about all that is, is that the same guy winds up leaving the bar a few hours later with this clubby chick and totally blows off the waitress. So, while he's doing that me and my buddy chris are looking for a place to sleep without having to worry about random bums violating our sanctity. We'd already both been woken up in random places like the bar, the restroom, the alley out back, and the floor of the establishment. We end up in the one guy who took off's truck. It's a single cab shitberg truck, but we don't give the slighest of a fuck. I'm sleeping with my face on the brake pedal and hes sleeping on the glove compartment door.

At some point during the night some chick actually backs into the truck. We both thought we were getting towed because we kinda parked in a for pay parking lot and didnt pay shit. So, we both jump ready to argue our case, but when we find out it was just some chick who ran into his truck we both say fuck it and pass right the fuck back out. Needless to say he wasn't happy about that one.

I'd include the part about us driving back to the states the next morning but I'm sure someone would bitch about drunken driving or what not, but lemme say there were some close calls and getting lost in canada when you gotta be at work in 2 hours is not cool at all.

My spelling and grammar suck ass when I'm not trying.

:rofl: Okay, D, those fucking stories rocked.. HAHAHAHAAHAHA I'll have to remember the police thing!

- Arkans

Exhibit A

http://forum.gsplayers.com/images/upload/D's%20Leave%20pictures/232.jpg

[Edited on 4-21-2005 by RangerD1]

[Sylph]

Hhahahahahaha Ranger!!!

HAHAHAHAHA that's fucking awesome!

- Arkans

Ahh memories

[SpunGirl]

When were you in Vegas, Ranger? If it wasn't open container then, it is NOW. And I don't think there's any restriction on the size of the container.

Anyway...

My freshman year in college my boyfriend's best friend decided to have a Halloween party at his house in the middle of the woods. I grabbed some friends from the dorm and we drove out there. We proceeded to get 100% shitfaced and at that point I remembered that Derek (boyfriend's friend) had a hottub at his house, which I had forgotten when we left the dorm. As drunk as we were, we stripped down to our underwear and got in. Pretty soon everyone else joined us, and I'm sure most people here know how the effect of hottub + alcohol feels.

So I'm sitting there on Ron's (boyfriend) lap when this dude Randy strolls in, I know him from some of my classes. He was pissed off because his girlfriend wasn't giving him any and loudly declares, "I'm here, ladies!" Then he jumps up on the picnic table next to the hottub and proceeds to give us all a free strip show. Then some random chick we didn't know told him she'd take him and he got in the hottub with us, and they started making out.

My two friends and I got OUT of the hottub at that time and ran into Derek's room to find some dry clothes. We put on some tshirts we found in his closet and laid on his waterbed while Ron, Derek and some other guys tried to end a fight that had broken out in the living room.

The one thing about me when I'm drunk is that I like to tell stories, and I always tell the truth. If you ever want to know the truth about something, ask me when I'm drunk. This got me into big trouble as we were lying on the bed, because suddenly I got the urge to turn to my friends and tell them ALL about this senior I'd been seeing for the past two months behind my boyfriend's back. Not the nicest thing to do, I know, but I was 18 and foolish. And I hadn't told ANYONE about him before that night.

Little did I know Ron was standing in the door the entire time and heard the whole thing. He was extremely drunk understandably pissed off when he heard I'd been cheating on him, and as soon as I finished talking he pulled me off the bed and into the bathroom. He proceeded to bitch me out for cheating on him. I started crying when I realized I'd been caught and told him I made up the entire thing, and that I didn't know what I was talking about because I was too drunk.

The kicker: He actually bought it. I dumped him a year later for cheating on me. Nice relationship, I know. While we were arguing in the bathroom Lisa passed out and woke up with some guy sucking on her knee. That's pretty much all I remember from that night. I'll post my Mexico story later.

-K

[Apotheosis]

if anyone wants to hear crazy party stories, AIM: Drunksororitygirl

[Brattt8525]

If I drank that much alcohol I think I would die. Tonight I drank two drinks and made another and I could only stomach two sips of that one. I have since spent time moving from the recliner to the couch and then finally into bed followed quickly by a trip to the bathroom to expell said drinks.

I think it will be quite awhile before I attempt to drink again.