Originally Posted by VintageAqua
These stories are great. It's like a Specktra "Post-secret" hahaha. So college walk of shame story #1....I was at this party in the dorms and had already had a long day when I look over and realize that a guy I had a huge crush on was making out with this random chick right in front of me. So instant retaliation?!?!? Drink an entire gallon of Carlo Rossi and make a total ass of myself! (I know, genius move, right!) Needless to say, an hour later, I lock myself in the bathroom with the sink and shower on until some notices that I'm flooding the apartment. Apparently a guy had to remove the door to find me laying on the floor, passed out drunk, soaking wet, and half naked. I woke up the next morning in a twin bed with 5 other people, still trashed, puked, and gave someone directions to the Space Needle while still intoxicated! Surprisingly enough, that guy just broke off a two year relationship with that girl and called to tell me he's always thought I was beautiful the other day. Hah! |
| Originally Posted by NutMeg
Ok, I've got another good one, from last year as well. This is me and a few friends of mine both being hot messes together. So one night me and a bunch of my floormates starting doing shots in our lounge, and we all wanted to prove that we could out drink each other so we ended up pretty trashed. Then some of them got the great idea to go down to the beach and go skinny dipping. Normally I love doing shit like that when I'm drunk, but we live on a cliff and there are hundreds of steep, narrow, slippery wooden stairs to get down to the beach. I decided that although I'd probably be able to make it down the stairs, I was far to drunk to get back up them. I didn't want to sleep on the beach, so I decided not to go. Two or three of my friends ended up going down to the beach, and the rest of us ended up going to bed. I wake up in the middle of the night, still trashed, and needing to pee really bad. I go to grab my keys because my room locks itself and I'll need my keys to get back in after I go to the bathroom. I also decide not to take my glasses because... Well I was drunk and I didn't want to. Note that without my glasses I have trouble making out people's faces because I am so blind. And did I mention I'm drunk? When I get back from the bathroom I realise that instead of grabbing my keys, I grabbed my bra. So now I'm drunk, blind, locked out of my room, and holding a bra. I stumble across to the commons block in my pjs, still holding a bra, blind, with no shoes. I realise that I can't see, and thus probably won't be able to sign out a spare key from the front desk. I'm about to pass out and sleep right there when I hear the voice of my RA. Cue me, "L! L! Help me! I'm drunk and locked out of my room!" She laughs at me, takes me to the front desk, gets me another key, and gets me back to my room, all the while mocking me for grabbing a bra instead of my keys. I go back to sleep. Hot mess number one. You think this is the end of the story? Oh no, it gets better. I wake up in the morning, hung over, and a little embarassed. So my friends and I meet up to discuss the night. Another friend of mine, K, decided she was going to be really responsible, and went to bed. She locked her door so no one could get in while she was drunk, set her alarm for the next day, got water... All things that are difficult to do when one is drunk. Unfortunately she set her alarm for 2 in the morning, and was so passed out that when it went off she didn't wake up. Her room is next to the RA's room, so the RA is worried about her. She ended up having to call the police to get into K's room to make sure she hadn't choked on her own vomit or something. They woke her up and made sure she was ok. So K wakes up in the morning pretty embarassed too. Hot mess number two. But the story is still not done. Of my friends who decided to go to the beach, two of them went skinny dipping. They take off their clothes and run naked into the ocean. Unfortunately when they come back onto the beach, they end up on the barnacle covered rocks. Did I mention that they were naked and drunk? Those two friends now have barnacle puncture wounds in their hands, feet, legs, and one of them on her ass, all from slipping and falling on the rocks. Hot messes numbers three and four. And now ladies, I'm done. *takes a bow* That's one of my best stories, so y'all better be peeing yourselves laughing right now. |
| Originally Posted by Hilly
I went to a big midwestern university where football is the biggest thing ever. Well, the star quarterback-Kyle Orton- was like this quasi-famous wannabe celeb because he was making all these winning game shots. Well, I saw him on near the bars. I was sooo excited (and crunk) and I was like, "Omg it's Kyle Orton!! Can I touch you?" he said no. And was kinda snotty. Well me being the hotmess/drama queen, ran into the really popular, packed bar and yelled- KYLE ORTON HAS HERPES!! over and over again. Now he is the quarterback for the Chicago bears lol. |
| Originally Posted by IDontKnowMomo
Hot Mess got an interview!!!
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