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Worst drunken experience at CH was when i drunk to much white lighting on the summer term of my deps...............................................................................................................................what was yours?????

Probably when a couple of us bought some cans of Guinness and a bottle of Martini Bianco from the shop the other side of the railway bridge on the way back from town one leave day. To this day I have never felt as ill as I did the next day after drinking that mixture! We were made to walk in a straight line by Miss Robinson back at BaB - lol Somehow I managed to swing it unlike the other girl involved! Think this was on my deps - could have been GE though

not being able to walk up the stairs on my 18th birthday.

funnily enough, i dont remember my drunken experiences....

Poogy wrote:Worst drunken experience at CH was when i drunk to much white lighting on the summer term of my deps...............................................................................................................................what was yours?????

what a remarkable coincidence, my worst drunken experience was also when 'Poogy' drank too much white lightening on his deps. i found him an hour later in the lav-ends doing his best to mop up his 'excess', albeit away from the drain.
so how did he thank me for erasing all traces of his cider-experience? by making me do it all again 30 seconds after i'd finished!

at least when i throw up it goes in the f*cking TOILET!

On my Grecians, the Maine A Christmas party was a drunken affair... I remember taking the barrel of King & Barnes Festive (hmmm... sweet beer...) into my study and about 3 of us drinking it...

Otherwise, Paddock threw up in my bin in my study once... cheers Pads...

palgsm93 wrote:

Great Plum wrote:On my Grecians, the Maine A Christmas party was a drunken affair... I remember taking the barrel of King & Barnes Festive (hmmm... sweet beer...) into my study and about 3 of us drinking it...

Otherwise, Paddock threw up in my bin in my study once... cheers Pads...

The stains on the wall were still there when I took over the study!!

Nice...

This thread looks as if the contributors could write a good limerick or two on the subject of their bacchanalian revels or drunken forays, whichever you prefer. probably there's a more modern phrase that fits but I don't know it.
how about adding to the limerick thread??Surely a song or two, or some well chosen rhymes can be remembered from those occasions. All they need is reformatting.

my worst experience drink would be that god awful cider that hendrik and I brewed in grecians house in one of the cuboards that hold all the pipes it was a good try..........Mabey filtering it through hendriks sports T-shirts had somthing to do with the taste

hey hendrik i have not been the only one to become rather ill after drinking cider inlighten us to what happened three weeks ago at Jon's house

having said that you did get it all in the toilet

helen wrote:This thread looks as if the contributors could write a good limerick or two on the subject of their bacchanalian revels or drunken forays, whichever you prefer. probably there's a more modern phrase that fits but I don't know it.
how about adding to the limerick thread??Surely a song or two, or some well chosen rhymes can be remembered from those occasions. All they need is reformatting.

I would, but I'm not a poet...

Great Plum wrote:

helen wrote:This thread looks as if the contributors could write a good limerick or two on the subject of their bacchanalian revels or drunken forays, whichever you prefer. probably there's a more modern phrase that fits but I don't know it.
how about adding to the limerick thread??Surely a song or two, or some well chosen rhymes can be remembered from those occasions. All they need is reformatting.

I would, but I'm not a poet...

Me neither!

Great Plum wrote:I would, but I'm not a poet...

You might be.....but might not know-it?

(sorry!)

J

if you hadn't of said it, i was just about to! great minds think alike (as, presumably, do tiny immature minds!)

one of my worst drunken experiences:

I was staying at school one leave weekend for a shooting competition. it was about two minutes to lock-up and my drinking accomplice and I were still out on the far side of big side getting legless. We ran back as fast as we could to Maine A, where we had cunningly left one of the dayroom windows slightly ajar incase we couldn't make it back for lock-up. To our dismay, when we got there the window was locked shut! we scouted round the house and eventually saw that the window at the top of the piano room was openable. i managed to lift my accompolice to the window ledge so he could reach his arm through, open the bigger window, and let me in through the side door. despite our very drunken state, we managed it! as arranged, he let me in and we sneaked up to top dorm to the rooms we were staying in. when we got there, things were a little different than we remembered.

'errm, i thought this dorm had studies not cubies'
'it does dude, maybe we're in lower dorm'

'nope, we're definately in top-dorm'
'well it sure doesn't look like Maine A'

'that's coz it isn't Maine A, it's Barnes A! we've broken into the wrong f*cking house!'
'FUUUUUUUCK!!!'

i've never descended the main stairs so fast in my life.

Brilliant Hendrick... sheer class!

if the housemaster we had to sign into wasn't a rather clueless dr stuart, i think the sh1t would have hit the fan.

"so why are you late boy?!"
"well sir, we were so wasted that we forgot about lock-up, and have just spent the last ten minutes breaking into a junior girls' dorm"