| snuck into fenway park |
| Repelled down the front of an embassy and then went cross country skiing with Russians who were in town for a trade delegation |
| I can’t remember. |
Is his car and crib sicker than yours?
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So they sold you a ticket while you were really drunk? Hmm. |
| Gave a bj to a guy I had just met in a college bar out in the parking lot |
Wasn't that the safest option at that point? |
Not sure why people are doubting this story. It's not like she needed to pilot the plane. |
Hah. Not PP but I've traveled all the time while hammered. The check-in agent never cares (not their problem), and neither does airport security. You just need to have a passport. Many a time I've been partying in Europe and partied all night then caught a morning flight back to the US. Not fun sobering up half-way over the Atlantic. But never been stopped once during the process. |
Ha! I wondered about that.
I spent a night in Athens (Greece) on the back of a motorcycle w/ a stranger, and we ended up renting a tawdry hotel room for an hour of sex. Most uncharacteristic, dangerous, night of my life. I emerged unscathed happily.
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Best option, yes. Safe? I don’t think so. |
...maybe I should’ve said: I got pissy drunk on the streets of Rio. 🙃🙃 |
Seriously. It’s not like they don’t sell alcohol at the airport. |
| Long story but I had to drive through Tikrit, Iraq in a single vehicle late at night to get back. The driver was drunk. I had only one beer but it was tainted alcohol. So everyone was piss drunk. |
I love this. |