So tonight I'm heading to Kingston (London) for one of my best friends birthdays. I was laid in bed last night remembering the last time that we went out, I decided to share! Two years ago we went out for my 'Freshers' week at Southampton University, for those non-UK, Freshers week is the week before the start of term that involves heavy partying, all supported by the local bars and Uni, it's a massive drinking fest!! My two best buddies at the time Nick and Liam came down for a pissup on the Friday. It was going to be messy right from the outset. The second they pulled up outside I was leading them to the nearest off licence. We grab two bottles of rum, some shots, few tins of beer and some Pepsi mixer! We get back to my house, order pizza and start the pre-drinking, an hour later were dressed up, smelling like tarts handbags and waaaay to drunk. We hit the first bar and within a couple of minutes Nick is making out with a large troll-like creature and Liam has pulled a pretty blonde girl, it turns out these girls were housemates. We flit around a few bars, Nick is still chewing face and Liam is getting dragged around the dance floor by the blonde. Finally I'm far too smashed and decide its time to leave, nick, Liam and the two girls follow, we head back to the girls place. Liam disappears upstairs with the blonde girl, Nick and I sit in the living room and the troll offers us a pot-noodle each. I'm not one to ever turn down food, especially when drunk!! I can sense the troll on the edge of her seat watching Nick, and I can see that he is sobering up rather quickly and is regretting this whole situation. I make my excuses and start to head to the front door, nick follows closely in my shadow and the troll is grabbing after him, I stand in the front door , smiling to myself I say "Call me in the morning Nick?" And I slip out and slam the door shut, leaving him in the house with her. I head home, laughing to myself. I strip butt naked and climb into bed. Passed out. Couple hours later I hear loud desperate banging on the front door, it's nick. I let him in still dazed and sleeping, we head upstairs and for some foolish reason he climbs into my bed. Bad move. If you're in my bed whilst I'm drunk then you're shit out of luck! I spoon him for some unknown reason, when he struggles I pin him face down and begin to dry hump him. The more he struggles the funnier i find it and the more I do it. Anyway, that was our last outing. Ill keep you posted about tonight!!
Got any weird, funny drunk stories? I must note that I'm not gay, but I'm very comfortable with my sexuality, and I like to abuse people that aren't comfortable. So the more drunk I get, the more rapey and gropey I get toward those types of people. I find it hilarious!
-Krugerr