Anonymous wrote:PP 1:40. Repressed memory: roommate and I, both females, would stumble out of our lone college bar to walk home. One time we had to use the bathroom, so just took a chance and found an unlocked guys' college apartment let ourselves in and left.
We got more brazen and ended up a few times using the bathroom, then grab chips...to one of the last times melting nacho cheese in the microwave and pouring it all over a bag of chips and walking home eating fistfuls of soggy nachos.
Classy.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Took a cab to Dulles, bought a ticket to Paris and got on the plane with nothing more than some snacks and magazines I bought at the airport.
Ended up being one of the best weeks of my life, even if it did take me two years to pay off the credit card bill.
So they sold you a ticket while you were really drunk? Hmm.
Not sure why people are doubting this story. It's not like she needed to pilot the plane.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I got into a cab pissy @ss drunk in Rio de Janeiro. I was with my SIL, thankfully, but we were both pretty incapacitated and vulnerable. I’m so grateful the cabby took us back to our hotel.
Wasn't that the safest option at that point?
Best option, yes. Safe? I don’t think so.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I got into a cab pissy @ss drunk in Rio de Janeiro. I was with my SIL, thankfully, but we were both pretty incapacitated and vulnerable. I’m so grateful the cabby took us back to our hotel.
Wasn't that the safest option at that point?
Anonymous wrote:Posted on DCUM revealing to the world I have been washing my hands wrong my entire life.....

Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Took a cab to Dulles, bought a ticket to Paris and got on the plane with nothing more than some snacks and magazines I bought at the airport.
Ended up being one of the best weeks of my life, even if it did take me two years to pay off the credit card bill.
I call BS. You can't simply get on the plane to Paris, you need to have your passport with you. Plus, how did they sell you a ticket and let you on the plane if you were that blitzed?
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Took a cab to Dulles, bought a ticket to Paris and got on the plane with nothing more than some snacks and magazines I bought at the airport.
Ended up being one of the best weeks of my life, even if it did take me two years to pay off the credit card bill.
So they sold you a ticket while you were really drunk? Hmm.
Anonymous wrote:I got into a cab pissy @ss drunk in Rio de Janeiro. I was with my SIL, thankfully, but we were both pretty incapacitated and vulnerable. I’m so grateful the cabby took us back to our hotel.
Anonymous wrote:Took a cab to Dulles, bought a ticket to Paris and got on the plane with nothing more than some snacks and magazines I bought at the airport.
Ended up being one of the best weeks of my life, even if it did take me two years to pay off the credit card bill.
Anonymous wrote:Made a baby. 18 years, he got me for 18 years.