You all can thank Liz from This Fully House as she saved you all from a long boring chapter of my life years 0-3.
Anyway - Liz who also was playing Truth or Dare on HER site yesterday (how strange is that?) asks: "What is the craziest thing you've ever done..drunk or sober?"
And since it's the only question I'm going to give a very LONG answer
Interesting question: My first thought was `Getting married at 18 - 2 days after graduating high school' (And THAT, my firends, is not fiction - Fact or Fiction is a game played on ANOTHER web site) But then I realized that was the STUPIDEST thing I've ever done, not the craziest.
So, then I had to go to `drunken' antics. Right after my divorce I went through this `wild faze'. I started hanging out at a karaoke bar - about, um.. EVERY night. (Mainly because I LOVE being up on stage and the center of attention.) The nice thing about a karaoke bar is that there tends to be a `regular' crowd and many of the people there are present for something OTHER then drinking and picking up a member of the opposite sex. (Not that that sort of stuff doesn't go on as well)
Because I became a `regular' there I started to accumulate a `circle' of friends. The `core' of this group was three girls (J, R and Me) and two guys (N, and M). One time we had been hanging out ALL night, and then went to breakfast after the bar closed down. We were tipsy, a little giddy and feeling just a little `naughty'. So, after saying our goodbyes we girls climbed into our car and started to conspire. Simply flashing the guys wouldn't do, after all these were FRIENDS of ours. I really don't know who's idea it was... I SWEAR it wasn't me... Really! Heh. But as we pulled away, the guys were greeted to the sight of three bra being swung around in circles out the windows of the car while three slightly drunk women whooped and hollered into the sunrise. The guys swore they had never seen anything like it, and that they would NEVER forget that night.
Now, many might say another night was my craziest. It was some special occasion. (I can't remember what) and the drink had been flowing pretty freely. I was standing outside, supporting and being supported by another regular, when she grabbed the top of my bustier and pulled it down screaming at some guys walking past "Hey... are THESE REAL!?"
I don't consider that MY craziest moment because - _I_ didn't do it. She did. I even ignored the guys when they asked for another look to better judge. I SWEAR!
Other `gems' during those days?
One night this fellow who OBVIOSLY thought he was gods gift to women, slid up to me, stood close and murmured, "I've been watching you, and I'll bet you could ROCK My WORLD"
I smiled coyly at him and then turned to my friends and got their attention. When they were all looking my way I pushed my hair back from my face and earnestly asked them, "Hey, does it say F*ck me on my forehead?"
He didn't seem to think that was as funny as the rest of us did.
Another night while talking to a guy that was not nearly as annoying. *smirk* He reached over, grabbed my hand and then ran his fingers over my nails before asking... "Are those real?"
I laughed and told him "No, they are fake, but their the only part of me that is..."
I knew we were going to get along JUST FINE when he tipped his head back and LAUGHED his ass off.
Later that night we nipped out back to snog a little. My friends started looking for me and we had a great time dodging them in the shadows and then pausing to grab a kiss or two before they found us. Eventually my friends gave up and went back inside, and we weren't long in following. Everyone asked us were we'd been and we answered that we had been out for a walk. But then my very best friend J piped up. "I know what you two were doing! You were Dumpter Diving!" From that night on, anyone who ducked out back to kiss was known as a Dumpster Diver.\
so, I've spilled my guts. It's time for some of YOU to share YOUR stories!
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at 11:26 AM PDT