When I was 23 I got wasted on tequila and beer plus a 20 bag of kush, I got dressed up in my graduation suit and went round to my friends house to declare my love for her flatmate, nobody was in so I decided to break in and wait in her bed. After putting on some music and lightning her candles I passed out on her bed. I was woken up 2 hours later by a police officer, they had come home found the window broken and could hear me inside so they rang the police. They didn't press charges but still got booked and spent the night sleeping it off in a cell.
My friend didn't see the funny side but her flatmate was kinda flattered, ended up dating for a few months.
Lol.... Awesome!!
One night I took a klonopin(2nd time taking benzos). I was at a giant house party and we started playing the drinking game where you spin a quarter and drink the beer till it stops. Well the last thing I remember is watching the quarter stop and thinking "I'm going to be a badass and finish this bottle off".
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Fade to Black)
As the world slowly started coming back into focus I hear "Yo dog! Let me get that. Yo dog! Let me get that."
I look up and see a giant black dude standing over me motioning down trying to retrieve something. BARS!! Oh, shit I'm in jail.
"Yo dog!! Let me fucking get that". I am sleeping on the floor using the toilet paper role as a pillow. He promptly retrieves the roll and sits down next to me to take a shit. What the fuck is going on I think to myself. I am quickly bonded out and the police report stated that I went behind the looked cooler to grab an 18pk after I was refused the sale because it was after 2am.
The cashier then said "I'm calling the cops" as I calmly walk out the door.
I responded "Call the fucking cops" and proceeded to sit on the curb 10ft away from my car and drink beer, while waiting for the cops to arrive.
When I finished reading the report my friend calls and said "Dude! Where the Fuck are you! Everyone is looking for you to beat your ass."
"What? Why?"
"You stole a bunch of stuff at the party last night."
"What? No way. You're fucking with me"
Well sure enough I open my trunk and I see clothes, a vase, Purses, wallets, Shoes of all different sizes, a stereo, the Monopoly board game, Scrabble, a yard gnome and a giant bag of Kibbles and Bits.
It turns out every one at the party at one point decided to go skinny dipping and In a blackout I seized the opportunity to gather up all their clothes, valuables and other assorted nonsense from the persons house to steal. Amazingly enough I was able to explain everything that happened and return all the items without an ass beating and nothing more than incredulous looks of suspicion, a do not return and never another invite to a house party from the individuals involved again....lol
I still don't understand my choices for the items I stole.. cause I didn't even own a dog...lol