Messy Nights

the mc part is class

sadly true. Nothing else was open and I had the munchies  

you got luck the kids were mercy with you??

the kids had the munchies as well but I think they got more sleep! and probably did not consume what I consumed hours earlier. Thats probably why I had the munchies.

My eyes were blood shot, probably the smell on my clothes of weed, alcohol and sweat did not make me a person that parents wanted their kids within 5 feet from, probably assuming I would grab a kid and run off and ransom the kid for dope money  

Looks like a scene from a terrible B movie  

lmao

this is hilarious

been there, seen that [instead the kids pissed me off and the one made a suffocate thrown to the other over me][or whatever they call it in the catch federation]

 

Andy, i can picture that perfectly....    

Nah i don't think i can divulge some of the Messy nights i got myself into...

dont be a prude and just tell the stories....wait till munkyn gets ahold of this one.

I was going to see Union Jack play in Brum and I started munching my ahem 'dinner' a bit too early,  along with my beers in the que...... result? I lost my marbles and my ticket by the time I got through the huge que and into the club. I was too wasted to realise that the woman was telling me at the kiosk that I could still buy another ticket, and instead spent 30 minutes searching the foyer for my ticket. Much to the amusement of my mates and the bouncers.

After I couldn't find it I left the club (on my own - ignoring the shouts of my mates and the bouncers) and I went to the pub around the corner, and got more drunk. I also munched my way through the rest of my 'dinner'. Next thing I remember is that I'm climbing up the back of the club on a drain pipe and I climb in through the window. I managed do all this undetected by the bouncers, but my shoe fell off and I had to climb out again and retrieve it from the yard below. At this point I could hardly see properly at all. My eyes were rolling like a fruit machine!

So I eventually get in the club (again) via the  drain pipe and the window. I had caned everything at this point and was twatted. I spent the rest of the night dancing on a podium and begging more gear off my mates until about 6.00am. (Who obliged!)

When I  came around properly, it was about 11 am and I was at an after party in a pub it the city centre. I went to the bar to get a pint, wallet was empty..... checked my back pocket... the bloody ticket was in my jeans!

To make matters worse, I got home to discover I'd lost the keys to my flat, probably fell out my pocket when I was climbing up/down the drain pipe. What a tosser!

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a things that happen to me twice a week back than

LEGENDARY!

i think i already said this story.. once i was rolling out of my mind in a club in nyc back in 2003, i think, i was really into poi back then, was spinning them on ropes. people gathered around watching. when i do that i am not standing still, i like to jump around while spinning them... and so when i took a small break, this older woman of maybe 45-50 approaches me and talks a bit, and then she says: by the way you're spinning poi i can bet your birthday is in april, either 7th, 14th or 28th (mind, all are multiples of 7).. and what do you know... my birthday is april 7th... that was the most unbelievable thing ever happened to me..

as for messy shit.. that was around same time i think 2003 or 04, can't recall, you know, while rolling everything gets messy.. i liked to roll back then. haven't tried a pill since 2005 though, nothing but weed since 2003, probably.. so i am cool... anyways, we were in this club, couldn't get anything before we got there, and inside only 1 kind of pills - ying yengs. very weak.. so most of the night i wasn't even feeling it, popped maybe 5 or 6 of them. dammit.. so later i roll out onto the dancefloor and start just getting down on my own, without really pills helping. so one dude says "wanna nice one?" i say yes, bought it from him right there, split it with one of the girls i was there with, and man, it took my roof off, half a pill.. anyways, party ended soon and we were still high as hell. btw, party had dj dan, donald glaude, chris lawrence, spacegirl, liquid todd, frankie bones, and many others.. anyways, we leave, still high as hell, and go to nearby little club where fucking bouncer charges us $15 each for just 30 minutes till the end of the night, was eric morillo in some gay club, we go in anyways. finished that still rolling crazy.. so we take some acid and go to central park in new york, and that was the only time out of maybe 100 times that i've been to that park, that we found little meadow with huge copper figures from alice in wonderland. omg... rolling and tripping on acid, and this shit.. spend maybe an hour there by the figures.. it was 4th of july, very hot weather, so while in club and outside i literally covered myself with antiperspirant, so i was sweating via my forehead, and not just sweating - sweat was running down my face none stop, coming out of my forehead.. craziest night ever... took us 2hrs to get home in NJ instead of 30 minute drive, cause everyone was going there for the holiday weekend or something...

and another one was just a crazy night on new year 2003 or 2002, in Sound Factory, NYC, with Peter Robinson laying down darkest tribal beats ever, first i dropped 1 cookies and cream, then still kinda not rolling one dude sells me a playboy pill.. omg what happened... it took my roof off for sure.. i was running around with a pacifier, whenever i'd see a nice girl i'd spit it out (it was on a lace around my neck) and smile at the girl, and felt so sexy, so connected, i dunno, like if i just had sex with the girl... that was the night one of my friends kinda wondered off, he later said he walked out some door, and apparently that was the exit, so he tried to get back in, but couldn't, had no money to pay to get in, so ended up dancing around the block for like 8 hours... was rolling hard too...

i got lots of rolling stories.. drunk stories of mine don't involve clubs.. maybe i'll tell some later...

on my bachelor party, I downed half a botle (1.5) of Grey Goose....actually I really do not remember but I was shitfaced!. I get the strip club, I do not remember my own name nor where I am!. I get given 20 bucks and told go on stage, but I start crawling, cuz I'm SOOOOOOO wasted at 3am. Bouncers are just confused and so is the stripper....so I just lay down....and she put her sweet pussy over my nose and lips....only thing I remember. I do remember being drunk....and then waking up in a friend's basement about 7 hrs later...HUNGOVER!

hehe.. drunk stories.. when i was about to leave russia for good, we've had a party with my friends, out on a DACHA (like a country house, look it up).. so started drinking before even got any shashlyk going (it's like barbecue only russian style).. i've had a girl with me.. was after that girl maybe for 5 years... she was with someone during all those years.. and i was with someone, or several someones rather, but still wanted her, returned to try at her every time i got alone... anyways, she agreed to go to that party, cause maybe she was alone back then, can't remember.. anyways, drinking, drinking, we went into the house, on a bed, kissing, petting... i woke up 8 hours later. can't remember anything. she's sleeping near.. damn it.. shit... did it happen? no? i don't remember shit.. then friends told me they saw us doing it.. and i can't remember ANYTHING of that.. but later she said nothing happened.. friends just played a joke on me.. imagine, 5 or 6 years i wanted to put it in her, and finally, and i can't remember.. it was a few hours before she woke up, cause after i fell asleep she left and went to chill with everyone outside, and only went to sleep much later.. anyways, here is a picture or two of her.. check out the rack... that was my AIM... i was 20..

i aim for the face....works out better for me