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Most Embarrassing Moments (merged)

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vrbryant said:
New Year's, 2004, I go with some friends to a posh little soiree with a bunch of older, classier people. Way too much champagne, way too much caviar, way too much everything. On the ride home, riding in the back seat of my own car, I projectile vomit on the back of the passenger seat, on the floor of the car, and all over the inside of the door. I spend the next twenty minutes or so sitting in silence, until I start going slightly insane, and making devil faces while chewing on my own vomit (although nobody claims to have noticed this). I arrive home with my roommates and my best friend's sister, and immediately charge out of the car. I demand my keys, but get denied, so I charge off in the opposite direction from our condo. Between me and a muddy field is what would eventually become somebody's basement, in the middle of which is a concrete block wall. I pull some ridiculous high wire act across this thing and emerge on the other side alive and intact. Upon reaching the other side, I sink my foot into about eight inches of soft mud, losing my shoe, yet remain undeterred and continue. I lose the other shoe, and after about six or seven more stomps end up on my knees, pounding the mud with my fists. Finally, I'm coaxed back towards the door, and I say something like, "Draw me a hot bath." I track mud all over the living room carpet before taking off my socks. I fall asleep in the tub, and wake up naked next to my clothes (now washed), a towel, a cup of water and a bottle of Aspirin. No contest, the whole episode, most embarrassed I've ever been.
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Caviar will do that to ya. :biggrin:
 
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Back in college when I came home for the summer. I woke up around 5am still drunk just in time to see my father in the kittchen. As I was having a conversation with him I started to piss on a bar stool as if it was a wall urinal
 
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I got very drunk at my sister's wedding. I was 15 and wearing a tux, so the barmen kept on serving me. On the way home I got into the back seat of the car and stepped on the top layer of the wedding cake, which was being saved to be traditionally eaten on the 1st anniversary.

It was on the floor of the car, so it's not like I sat on it. But it was ruined just the same. :!
 
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this didnt happen to me but a friend of mine actually really recently. he got super drunk and needed to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night. thinking he went outside of the house, he began to pee on someone else at the party. after people began to scream at him, he just told them all that he was outside. it got a pretty good laugh
 
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JCOSU86 said:
I was with some friends from Hilliard watching the OSU - West Viriginia game some years ago. We went across the street to my friend's neighbor's house to see the game on his big screen TV. We also threw back a few. Then, one guy's wife comes over and says "Don't panic but your baby just feel down the stairs". I jumped up, bounded up the stairs (we were in the basement) 2 at a time and flew across the street and tore into the house. Problem was, no one was there. I thought "what the fuck, did they do to the hospital?" I start racing through the house looking for people upstairs and down. Then I see a wedding picture on a shelf and realize I'm in the wrong house.

All those suburban Hilliard houses look alike to me. I'm lucky I didn't get shot. God knows where the owners were, maybe hiding from the drunken lunatic.
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that has to be one of the funniest things I've read on this site :lol:
 
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I was drinking and playing basketball at my sister's a while back, and I got sweaty enough where I decided to change my shirt. I had a suitcase in my car, which was parked on the street, so I changed my shirt and then went back into the house. I went though the foyer and living room, and was surprised that nobody was there since it was a family get-together for a birthday or something. Then I head into the kitchen, where 2 old people I never met are wondering what the hell I'm doing in their house. At that point I apologized and headed back to my sister's next door - they never said a word to me.

This was a different sister than the one whose cake I stepped on in an earlier post - I like to even things out. :biggrin:
 
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playing offensive tackle at 5'7" 175lbs:(
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Got totally wasted at Hineygate for the 2003 MSU/OSU game. Somehow stumbled back to the hotel on Olentangy (I don't remember the walk). I woke up in my car in the hotel parking lot (I didn't drive anywhere). When I woke up, I thought "sweet, I'm at the hotel. I'll go check in and sleep in a bed." Went to the hotel desk, and tried to check in. The guy at the desk informed me "sir, someone has already checked in." I thought, dammit, which one of my asshole buddies already checked in and didn't tell me. So I called one and started berating him that he checked in. As I'm yelling at my buddy, a guy came from the back room and tells me "sir, I checked you in about an hour ago." I felt like a complete idiot, and didn't remember any of it. I slinked back to my car, and sure enough there was the welcome basket with the keys in it. Nothing like trying to check into a hotel twice.
 
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