The Ultimate drinking stories!

[mi_nombre_es]

http://www.cnn.com/2007/LIVING/wayoflife/10/26/mf.drinking.storries/index.html

[bpitt]

Drinking stories? Hell, I got some. One is about a bunch of people who met online, usually talking about a whole lot of nuttin'. The met up at some roadhouse, and drink beer around a campfire. Some real fat dude, I think he was a police chief, justwynn or something, he drink the crap outta da beer, and ate like 3 racks of ribs. Then there was the dude, who they called Fishbait, and he smelt like fishbait, or a chum bucket. There was this other dude, who looked like the traveling gnome from Travelocity, they called him Hawk..then, there was the lady..........

[Maggie-Doodle]

Drinking stories? Hell, I got some. One is about a bunch of people who met online, usually talking about a whole lot of nuttin'. The met up at some roadhouse, and drink beer around a campfire. Some real fat dude, I think he was a police chief, justwynn or something, he drink the crap outta da beer, and ate like 3 racks of ribs. Then there was the dude, who they called Fishbait, and he smelt like fishbait, or a chum bucket. There was this other dude, who looked like the traveling gnome from Travelocity, they called him Hawk..then, there was the lady..........

:smt023 yeah, and THEN there was a "pirate"......we won't call any names! :)

[RGDoherty]

Drinking stories........A LONG time ago, when I was just a kid, a friend of mine used to get to drinking and would always go pass out in his truck........We used to push him over and drive him to different places, like the Doctor's Parking Lot at the Methodist Hospital, or the Big Buck Sports parking lot. He would wake up in his truck the next morning....and when he saw us on Monday would tell us the stories......we were laughing our butts off and tell him he was "Time Travelin" again.

[Honey]

Rob that is terrible but real funny. Can you just imagine his confusion, especially the hospital one? Funny.

[bpitt]

Drinking stories........A LONG time ago, when I was just a kid, a friend of mine used to get to drinking and would always go pass out in his truck........We used to push him over and drive him to different places, like the Doctor's Parking Lot at the Methodist Hospital, or the Big Buck Sports parking lot. He would wake up in his truck the next morning....and when he saw us on Monday would tell us the stories......we were laughing our butts off and tell him he was "Time Travelin" again.
You should have driven him to one of the places where they do paternity testing!

[TheKing]

ill tell you fools my drinking stories once i have lived them all out...im not quite finished

[amanda]

Well....there was that one time.....nah, better keep those to myself - it could ruin my image. :smt118

[Fish-Bait]

The year after I graduated from highschool. We planned a little reunion, it was the Pascagoula vs. Moss Point game and it's always a good night to socialize. Anyways, our designated driver (we were all underage at the time) let us put the ice chest in the trunk of his ride to hide it.....Well, after the game we got to our "spot" and opened the trunk.....no ice chest! WTF? WTH?....Then our DD says "Dudes,like, uhh, my dad has an extra key to my car..?" We were so pissed!!! So, on the side a plan was developed. His dad drank beer, but there was no frikken' way he was gonna' drink ours. It took us 2 hours to get some old dude to buy it for us and on top of that it cost us 10 extra bucks.......

So, we hopped in my old S-10 and made a drive by in front of the DD's house. There was "big blue" in all of it's glory and frosty contents inside sittin' right on the front porch. Big Mistake! The details were discussed down the road in the Sonic Parking lot and thus the tactical strike plans to retrieve "big blue" were finalized. We had a driver and navigator up front. The "strike team" was in the bed of the S-10.....We hit the yard...front door was open.....nobody was in the livin' room...we made the grab and successfully retrieved "big blue" and all of it's bubbly contents!!!!! I don't remember anything after that but a big headache the next morning...:)

[jojobeans1120]

Well....there was that one time.....nah, better keep those to myself - it could ruin my image. :smt118

Amen. I'm a mother now. I wouldn't dare want to post something that I'd done in the past and it come back to haunt me.....LMAO
"Of course mama never consumed alcohol!!!" LOL:laugh:

[amanda]

Amen. I'm a mother now. I wouldn't dare want to post something that I'd done in the past and it come back to haunt me.....LMAO
"Of course mama never consumed alcohol!!!" LOL:laugh:


I think there is a country song about that. :-D I burned my most embarassing moments a long time ago - no chance either of my boys finding a picture of me in a bikini or doing something else unseemly. :kekeke:

[SueScribe]

I think there is a country song about that. :-D I burned my most embarassing moments a long time ago - no chance either of my boys finding a picture of me in a bikini or doing something else unseemly. :kekeke:

How about your bare butt stretched out on bed ? Yes. I have pictures, lots of pictures, and the boys ? One day they'll thank me for them. :smt118

[TheCapitalist]

Not even a bikini pic? Good grief.

[Hob684]

Bout ten years old, hide and seek
I found me in the closet
Ready or not I stumbled on
And opened up that box of
Yearbooks, letters, black and whites
A hundred, maybe more
Next thing I know my brothers and me
Got ‘em scattered on the floor (Yeah)

There was one of her, flippin’ the bird
Sittin’ on a Harley
And a few with some hairy hippie dude
Turns out his name was Charlie
Her hair, her clothes, her drinkin’ smokin’
Had us boys confused
I’ll never forget the day us nosey kids got introduced

To Mama, ‘fore she was Mama
In a string bikini, in Tijuana
Won’t admit she smoked marijuana
But I saw Mama, ‘fore she was Mama

We put that box right where it was
And never said a word
But growin’ up got hard just tryin’
Not to picture her
In anything but aprons, dresses
Mini-vans and church
Oh and Daddy would have whooped our butts
For diggin’ up that dirt

On Mama, ‘fore she was Mama
In a string bikini, in Tijuana
She won’t admit she smoked marijuana
But I saw Mama, ‘fore she was Mama

We laugh and hang it over her head
Right above her halo
Her face turns red when we bring up
That tie-dyed Winnebago
She runs and hides and still denies
That hip high rose tattoo
She burned that box of forget-me-nots
When she found out we knew

About Mama, ‘fore she was Mama
In a string bikini, in Tijuana
Won’t admit she smoked marijuana
But that was Mama, ‘fore she was Mama

And there’s that one down in the Bahamas
But that was Mama, ‘fore she was Mama