It was Christmas Eve babe.. In the Drunk tank....

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As a nipper I once got so heartliy rat arsed on the 24th I couldn't face the Xmas dinner. My mum was going spare and insisted I come down. I did under protest and promptly barfed at the Xmas table
 
Over a decade ago I was in Cambridge...went out on the lash with some mates...

Spotted a bunch of STUNNING girls....made a few moves and you know the score.

Rejected.

Kept up with the chit chat.....managed to get the main one out of the club and into a taxi -- JACKPOT as I was going back to hers.

I was probably there for 2-3 hours and then I heard what ended up being her LARGE TURKISH BROTHER coming up the stairs...


You guessed it, I jumped out of the window on XMAS MORNING....

Was in so much pain I had to SMS my mate to come and carry me into his car and take me to hospital. No broken bones luckily....





Another story was when I was about 5/6 years old and lived in a massive house with 3 floors....my family stayed on the 2nd floor and the 3rd floor we didnt really use.....however there were footsteps on the top floor pretty frequently which was a bit scary.

Christmas eve I decided to stay awake and try and catch santa.....it was a tough struggle but my door (which usually creaked) didnt make a sound.....until I suddenly heard SANTA saying to me that I should sleep as good boys always sleep so santa can leave presents.

I counted to 5 then leapt out of the bed and ran to my parents room....both were there asleep....my dad came back to my room with me and there were my presents at the bottom of the bed.

Santa Exists.

This isn't the fairy tale thread.
 
I kicked one of my presents out of anger when I was about 8 because my Dad got me the wrong model and there was absolute murder over it, so it's been a Christmas tradition for me to pretend to boot every 'big' present since no matter how much I like it.

I came in on Christmas Eve (well, Christmas Day morning) at about 3 am last year absolutely bladdered and woke up about 7, so I was still a bit tipsy when we were opening our presents. I opened the telly that my parents had got me and loved it - I was very pleased. So I stood up and put on an angry face to pretend to kick the thing and in my tipsy state absolutely volleyed it right over. Luckily there was no damage but it was still a hairy moment.
 
Christmas eve I decided to stay awake and try and catch santa.....it was a tough struggle but my door (which usually creaked) didnt make a sound.....until I suddenly heard SANTA saying to me that I should sleep as good boys always sleep so santa can leave presents.

I counted to 5 then leapt out of the bed and ran to my parents room....both were there asleep....my dad came back to my room with me and there were my presents at the bottom of the bed.

Santa Exists.

... or you were victim to the world's stealthiest, most generous paedophile.

Either way, Merry Christmas.
 

This wasn't on x-mas eve but I feel it must be said.

I was very hammered one night while attempting to piss outside I fell backwards onto my back and pissed all over my chest and face. I was to drunk to stop pissing and to drunk to move.

Everyone thought is was funny for some reason. No one helped me up afterwards ffs.
 
This wasn't on x-mas eve but I feel it must be said.

I was very hammered one night while attempting to piss outside I fell backwards onto my back and pissed all over my chest and face. I was to drunk to stop pissing and to drunk to move.

Everyone thought is was funny for some reason. No one helped me up afterwards ffs.

hahaha.
well this has to be said too. my mate and me got hammered and when we woke up in the morning we found out that mate had crapped on the carpet next to his bunk. he went to shower. then we rolled up the carpet and went to elevator...walked through yard to wheelie bins and stuffed the ****carpet innit...looked like we were carrying a body, mafia style...XXxx true story
 
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