Ever woken up after a boozy night out and discovered a surprise?

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[QUOTE 3976534, member: 259"]Oh yes, it's amazing how far you can get if you overshoot Gipsy Hill in a drunken stupor. I think Brighton was my record and it's not even on the same track! I don't think I ever got charged a penny in excess fares though.[/QUOTE]
A guy once fell asleep on a train from London and ended up in Brussels, I think. It cost him a small fortune to sort out the bureaucratic mess and pay the excess fares etc.

 

[robjh]

It might only have been a micro-nap, and not truly after the boozy night, but I did once wake up on the road outside Tooting Broadway tube station with my bike on top of me. I remember the last mile home after that as being exceptionally erratic, and it wasn't until the next day that I noticed the handlebars were no longer pointing in quite the same direction as the wheel.

 

[slowmotion]

I had a similar experience, except the chap in question wrote the message on our communal ironing board which was propped outside my room.
I was reminded of my slutishness every time one of my housemates did some ironing.

The very worst bit is not knowing what you actually got up to. I've been consumed by some kind of remorse for deeds that I might never have done. It can be quite disturbing.

 

[ColinJ]

The very worst bit is not knowing what you actually got up to. I've been consumed by some kind of remorse for deeds that I might never have done. It can be quite disturbing.

A friend shook me when I was about 21 when he showed me some photos taken at an 18th birthday party that we had attended at a village hall 3 years earlier. There was one picture of me under a table, wrapped round a girl that I'd really fancied at the time, I had no recollection of anything having ever taken place between us, but the photographic evidence of teenage fumblings was undeniable.

The truly mortifying thing was ... I had arranged for my dad to pick up me and a few pals at midnight. I'd lost track of time so he had parked and come into the hall to find me. The photo showed him looking down at me and the young woman, with a look of total disgust on his face!

 

[Yellow Fang]

Once woke up and someone had drawn a cross on my chest with a marker.

 

[stephec]

A friend shook me when I was about 21 when he showed me some photos taken at an 18th birthday party that we had attended at a village hall 3 years earlier. There was one picture of me under a table, wrapped round a girl that I'd really fancied at the time, I had no recollection of anything having ever taken place between us, but the photographic evidence of teenage fumblings was undeniable.

The truly mortifying thing was ... I had arranged for my dad to pick up me and a few pals at midnight. I'd lost track of time so he had parked and come into the hall to find me. The photo showed him looking down at me and the young woman, with a look of total disgust on his face!

He was only jealous.

 

[ColinJ]

He was only jealous.

He was a tad old-fashioned, even by the standards of the day. He got quite irate when he spotted my sister kissing her fiancé about a week before their wedding, after they had been dating for 5 years!

 

[Tim Hall]

I can remember the gut wrenching fear I suffered while accompanying a girlfriend to the chemist to get one of those things after a failed emergency stop. Fortunately it came up negative.

[QUOTE 3976534, member: 259"]Oh yes, it's amazing how far you can get if you overshoot Gipsy Hill in a drunken stupor.[/QUOTE]

Is "Overshooting Gypsy Hill" the same as "a failed emergency stop"?

 

[ColinJ]

Is "Overshooting Gypsy Hill" the same as "a failed emergency stop"?

A.K.A. 'Doing a Mastermind' ... (I've started, so I'll finish!)

 

[Sara_H]

The very worst bit is not knowing what you actually got up to. I've been consumed by some kind of remorse for deeds that I might never have done. It can be quite disturbing.

I have a vague idea what happened! There were clues!

 

[Vapin' Joe]

I have a vague idea what happened! There were clues!

Hot in here tonight, isn't it?

 

[stephec]

He was a tad old-fashioned, even by the standards of the day. He got quite irate when he spotted my sister kissing her fiancé about a week before their wedding, after they had been dating for 5 years!

On a similar theme, my sixteen year old lad was home today in his room with his girlfriend.

As me and Mrs Stephec had to go out I told me little girl she had to walk up and down the stairs loudly every ten minutes to keep them on their toes.

 

[stephec]

I can remember the gut wrenching fear I suffered while accompanying a girlfriend to the chemist to get one of those things after a failed emergency stop. Fortunately it came up negative.

Many years ago I was enjoying myself with a young lady, when I finished bouncing around I rolled over and reached down to recover the johnny only to discover it wasn't there.

After a quick search it was found empty near the foot of the bed, and those were the days when you had to visit the doctor to get the morning after pill on prescription.

 

[buggi]

I once woke up in London facing a strange bedroom wall. When the guy, who the wall belonged to, got up to use the bathroom I took the opportunity to look out the window to see where I was.... At least 10 storeys up it would seem!

I remember being angry with my then boyfriend who cancelled coming to London with me... And purposely getting drunk and honing in on this guy who was at my mates party. After that... nothing except the vague recollection of climbing the stairs but that's about it.

In defence of my appalling actions, my boyfriend turned out to also be a cheating peanut anyway. The difference between us.... I never got caught haha

 

[buggi]

Not me, but my brother who, when in the Navy, woke to find a pub table and chairs and fully working jackpot machine in the mess. To this day neither he nor his shipmates know where the hell it came from or how they got it back on the ship.