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This is a bit of a comp going on between myself and a few people and i am curious as to other peoples experience.

some good ones put forward so far include curled up around a neighbor's wheelie bin, on the roof and the linen cupboard.

A shower stall in the university washroom. I was going in for my morning shower when I opened the curtains and saw this guy slumped against the wall of the stall with puke covering his chest. Another time I found a naked couple passed out on the couch in our TV lounge when I came back late from a night out.

On me, but she was female so i let her off.

Zac Naloen wrote:On me, but she was female so i let her off.

i wonder at the outcome had it been a male

On our front lawn,
In my flatmate's bed (they weren't shagging)
In my stairs
In my kitchen.

Same person.
Same night, at different points during the evening.

Ravenwing wrote:

Zac Naloen wrote:On me, but she was female so i let her off.

i wonder at the outcome had it been a male

Pain. and not the good kind.

Zac Naloen wrote:

Ravenwing wrote:

Zac Naloen wrote:On me, but she was female so i let her off.

i wonder at the outcome had it been a male

Pain. and not the good kind.

There's a good kind?

InnerBrat wrote:In my stairs

Wtf...... IN your stairs??

Straha wrote:

Zac Naloen wrote:

Ravenwing wrote: i wonder at the outcome had it been a male

Pain. and not the good kind.

There's a good kind?

Well sure, you'd need to have the right fetishes though.

Well, I know this is supposed to be about other people but...one time I got seriously wasted and woke up in a park with a skunk right next to my head.

No lie. I sat as still as possible until it went away. I was scared shitless.

I used to drink ALOT! I've woken up in some crazy places.

I woke up once 300 miles away from home once in Appleton, WI and I don't even remember the trip there. It's really embarrassing when you have to ask some stranger what town you're in.

Damn. I used to drink a lot, too. I used to think it'd make quite the drinking story if we got wasted, and woke up in a foreign country somewhere. (i.e., "How the hell did we wind up in Timbuktu?!")

The oddest place I've seen a friend passed out would be on the toilet. She had her clothes on, unsoiled. My guess is she finished her business, was about to get up and go someplace else, but decided to sit down and take a rest before undertaking such a journey.

I woke up in a pitch black basement once and that was the freakiest experience waking up and not being able to see anything at all. For a second I thought I was blind.

It turns out it was one of my old buddies house - I hadn't even seen him in years and he had no clue I was even down there. So, basically, I just stumbled into his house and went downstairs and crashed on his couch in his basement. He was cool about it though - he just laughed.

This one's not entirely fair since we put him there, but anyway...one of the guys on the swimteam dropped off to sleep in our lounge after a night of drinking and the fun began from there. We stripped him to his underware and carried him outside where we tied him to a tree. He was...rather upset when he woke up...

In the median of Interstate I-40 curled up next to one of the little trees they planted there with rush hour traffic wizing by(I woke up roughly around nine thirty)
Pantless

In a soybean field, with soybeans shoved down the front of his pants.

In the basement laundry cabinet being slobbered by a St Bernard.

Back before this particular friend gave up drinking to excess, we were at an SCA event. He was drinking Screaming Nazis (Jaegermeister & Rumplemitz), plus whatever else was offered to him.

I found him passed out on the bumper of a Dodge pickup. Not the bed. Not the tailgate. The BUMPER.

He eventually woke up, and his escapades from that point on are chronicled in SCA folktales (aka: NoShit! There I was...) as "The Tale of the Drunken Dragon". Last time I heard it told, it was a group from the Outlands, who were quite shocked when I informed them: "No shit! I was there!"

On a bookshelf.

In my wardrobe.

Don't ask.

A big screen TV box out on the curb by the trash.

I once found my next door neighbor sleeping in my beanbag chair, wearing only a pair of boxers and MY sweatshirt. He had NO idea how he ended up like that.

I didn't find him but i know a fellow student who rather than going home after a night drinking, went to the uni and slept outside (or maybe inside, i can't remember exactly) the lecture theatre where his morning lecture was going to take place.

Slumped over the hood of a car, on his knees with his forehead resting on the hood and a puddle of vomit next to him.

I haven't found a drunken friend anywhere odd, but I have found my old roommate's urine in the morning

In my sink
At the doorway
On a little rug that sits in front of the sink

I have also found on multiple instances feces in the hallway and in the stairwell, source unknown but probably caused by alcohol.

Note to self: Never touch alcohol, ever.