Invited some Irish lads back to mine after a night clubbing, and one of them fell asleep so we absolutely terrorised him... One of his mates stuck his cock in the lad's mouth and took pics....which were promptly put on Facebook and his Mum (a devout catholic) was tagged in every single one of them.... and they did the same as someone said above, spat in a condom and poked it up his arse...photos also on facebook. I think he's been disowned :/
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And my old lodger was a borderline alcoholic, so we got him hammered and dared him to drink two drinks... for the first one it was a pint, and it contained:
"Colon Blow" Xtra Hot Chilli Sauce, BBQ Sauce, Crushed Wotsits, Cold pre-cooked baked beans, Mouthwash, Herbs & spices, Hot Chocolate Powder, Lemonade, Budweiser, Milk, and had a topping of Squirty Cream topped with Chocolate Sprinkles and bits of Burger (I have video evidence) he downed the it in two or three attempts before vomiting....
We also made him drink another concoction in a sherry glass which had the same kind of ingredients but some mustard, plum tomato, and some other bits too.... Needless to say he spewed all over the alleyway down the side of the house....and when he was hanging out his a*se in the morning, I made him go and clean it up...and he vomited again....repeatedly.
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Also dared my mate Steve (while drunk) to down a jug of day old gravy.......and he did it. He wasn't sick, but I was!
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Oh and another one of my lodgers (female) and I used to go out on the razz probably 5 nights a week, and drink our own bodyweight in vodka.....well she used to get so hammered she'd just pass out....numerous times I'd poured water on her mattress and she woke, thinking she'd got so drunk she'd wet the bed...She'd come downstairs red-faced and teary eyed every time...she even went to the doctors about it! Needless to say she's too scared to get drunk now she's married!
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But my personal one, I drank so much in my local nightclub that I threw up against someone's wall of their house after I left, beforehand I'd been sending the usual drunken booty-call texts...and after being sick I had a reply, someone was on their way to my house...so I jumped in a taxi, bit of a chewing gum...and went back to mine and did the inevitable... When I woke up the next morning I didn't realise that where I'd thrown up so much liquid it was all over my shoes and in my handbag but the bootycall hadn't even noticed even though all I could taste and smell when I woke up the next day was puke! When they got home, they text me saying someone had thrown up all down their wall and their front door....
