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| Originally posted by Miss Julia Ok, I don't have a funny story, but I have a fucked up story... lol (I guess it's funny now, thinking back) I went to Nocturnal a couple years ago. I drove up there with my cousins (we took my car). Well, I lost my CAR KEYS early on in the night (keep in mind, we are like 2.5 hours away from home, and I drove)!!!! My friends kept telling me to not let it ruin my night, and that we'll figure things out, and someone will turn the keys in to lost & found. Well, after Nocturnal was over, we went to every security gaurd at the event, asked them if anyone turned in some car keys. They said no. We stayed an hour after Nocturnal was over, trying to look for my keys on the floor (in my fucked up state of mind), but no luck.  Of course there were no locksmiths opened at like 3am either (not that it would have helped anyway)... so I was pretty much fucked and felt stranded. Luckily (thank God), Mike Lord lived a couple miles away from Nocturnal at the time, and let me & my cousins take his car to drive ALL they way back home to pick up my spare car keys from my mom, at 5am!!! Once we picked up my spare keys, we drove ALL the way back to Nocturnal to get my car, then to Mike's house to drop off his car and chill for like 10 minutes, then drove ALL the way back home again. Wow, what a twilight zone that night/morning was.  *edit* oh ya, and to make things worse, Mike Lord's car stereo was not working at the time, so we had NO music for like 4.5 hours of driving, lol. |
lol no, but i have a very similar story. earlier this year i went to the vanguard, parked in the florentine gardens parking lot (which closes at 2) by mistake. guess what? that's right, i come out of the club at like 3:30 and i find the fucking gates locked. i couldn't call my parents cuz i still looked fucked up from rolling face all night, but i was lucky cuz my friend was also there that night and she hadn't left yet so she ended up giving me a ride back home. the next morning i was scared i wasnt gonna get my car back until the next time the club opens and there was no way of contacting florentine gardens management, so i went back up there and called this phone number on the building and some lady told me to there should be someone cleaning the parking lot and he'll open the gate for me. i got lucky. but man that could've been bad.
Re: The I'm Fcked Up Thread
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| Originally posted by gypsygirl So were at my house chillin out after the clubs and miss julia is here and GPC and sweetcandygirl and skizzel and gerard and bullz and well, i'm enjoying my birthday buzz. so i wanna hear your most "i'm so wasted stories"!!! i drank 2 bottles of wine and went to see Rank 1 at circus when spundae was still there and i was so "wasted" that i was in the dj booth giving piet shit and putting him in a head lock and just being ridiculously drunk and stupid and there's michelle taking pics and the next day i'm like WTF??? who let me get that drunk and who let me up in the dj booth?? lol, note to self, drinking that much wine= wasted sarah!!! lol, anyways this seemed funnier in my head than now but i'm sure you guys have way funnier stories than mine so please post them for everyone's reading pleasure  |
...there was one time in band camp...
I'll give you guys the shirt version. A few years ago I went on a backpacking trip through Europe for about 2 months by myself. I met a couple in Amsterdam that were from London. They insisted I look them up when I made my way to England, and I ended up calling them a couple of weeks later.
We hit it pretty hard over the weekend: Fabric, The Cross, and ended up at an afterhours at The Egg. I was with about 10 of their friends, having an epic time. I went to get a couple more cocktails at one of the many bars in the club, and they told me no hard alcohol. I got confused in my state of mind at the time, and thought, "of course they're not serving, its after 2am". I thought I was in LA!! I wandered around the club for a bit, wondering who had driven to the club that night, and where the hell my friends (from back home) were. After what seemed an eternity, I finally realized "I AM IN F**KING LONDON!". The couple I was staying with found me a minute later..... and the whole crew was cracking up. You know it's a solid run when you forget what continent you're on!!!
I havent been mashed in ages.
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