Oddest place you've ever woken up

In a kitchen- I know, not very impressive, but that's it for me.

not really a place, but a situation...

the morning after my 21st birthday:  In my own bed (thank God), pants around my ankles, shoes on, and a line of toilet paper stretching from my clenched fist out the door, down the hall, still connected to the roll in the bathroom.

Good stuff man.

In a bean bag, after a disguise party, hugging and with my hands placed around the breasts of a girl that was somekind of "conceptual nemesis" (we were in the same class in art school, we always fought about the way to aproach painting). I really think I had too much wine that night...

On the same "too much wine" track, I once woke up in a bus, having pass the stop of my house by like 10 blocks. Then, I woke up in a taxi, with an "empanada" (kind of a bread, filled with meat, onion, olive and egg), in the opposite direction (going back home). I was pretty far away, in fact it was another city, like 30 minutes away. I don't remember getting off the bus or buying the empanada, also, the moment in wich I get on the taxi.

One day, I went totally drunk from a party to the "Graphic expresion class". I curled up bellow somekind of furniture from wich we use to hang the works of the class. I stole the little mattress that was used for the model. The paper covered me completely, and I slept the whole afternoon (I thought I could catch some sleep, like 30 minutes, before the starting of the class). All day, the teacher was talking about how miserable and decadent it was to steal that mattress. I woke up and came out from that mountain of drawings, and I got a severe punishment.
    
    
    

Edited by cuncuna - August 29 2006 at 00:44

Zoso wrote: cuncuna wrote: In a bean bag, after a disguise party, hugging and with my hands placed around the breasts of a girl that was somekind of "conceptual nemesis" (we were in the same class in art school, we always fought about the way to aproach painting). I really think I had too much wine that night... On the same "too much wine" track, I once woke up in a bus, having pass the stop of my house by like 10 blocks. Then, I woke up in a taxi, with an "empanada" (kind of a bread, filled with meat, onion, olive and egg), in the opposite direction (going back home). I was pretty far away, in fact it was another city, like 30 minutes away. I don't remember getting off the bus or buying the empanada, also, the moment in wich I get on the taxi.           Got to love stories like that.

Maybe. That girl's name was "Paulina", and she was very anoying. I still can't forgive myself...
    

The first party I went to when I was 16, got absolutely hammered and woke up on the floor in a bathroom.  Unfortunately, I was awakened by a cop's flashlight.  

I once woke up stuck to the pavement in the middle of an housing estate after passing out on my home from a party. I was lucky to be alive as it was mid-winter and the side of my face had actually frozen onto the pavement. I had a ridiculous red patch on my face for a few weeks...

The only time I've ever blacked out, I woke up in some rocks at the beach after a crazy bonfire night. The good thing I wasnt the only one and the lifeguards didn't notice us lying there.

Edited by king of Siam - August 29 2006 at 11:32

my bed...

At Rico's house.