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The First Date

I was on a first date with a guy I quite liked so had put a little extra effort into the outfit. You know, skirt instead of habitual jeans, stilettos instead of flats. Well, we were walking into the joint where the party was being held and the heel of one of my shoes got stuck in the rubber mat. I kept going but my foot remained rooted to the mat. Consequence? I fell flat on my face in front of everyone. Needless to say, the date didn't go well after that and we never went out again. And I hadn't even had a drink!

Claire
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A Night to Forget!

I was on holiday in France, staying with a pal who was there on placement…

We were playing "Split the deck", a card game where whoever gets the lowest value card has to down their drink in one. For some reason, I couldn't lose! For about 30 minutes we played (with vodka in shot glasses), and I saw the people around me getting drunker and drunker - part of our rules were you couldn't drink unless you lost, and I was getting fed up being the only sober person - something I'm not used to!

Well finally my turn came, I lost and everybody started cheering. That day I'd bought myself a soup mug, and one of my (drunken) friends filled it to the brim with vodka and told me to down it. For some stupid reason I figured it was only around what everyone else had drank that evening, and I knocked it back…

Next thing I remember is waking up with a horrible feeling the next morning, I couldn't remember a thing after that! I went to the bathroom, and discovered I'd a black eye, and of course panicked profusely over how I got it. I woke my friend up, and asked what had happened. Apparently no one knows how I got the black eye, but the general consensus was I'd fallen into the toilet bowl and hit my eye… Then my friend tried to put me to bed and I kept crawling into the pillow case thinking it was my nightdress…

To top it all, this was on my last night in France. My hangover had just about abated by the next evening when we left. I was travelling back again with a male friend, and a black eye! On the plane the cabin staff kept being really nice to me and throwing him very dirty looks, obviously thinking we were a couple and he'd given me the black eye.

Christine

Accidents Will Happen

On a works night out, I was running around a car park in the dark chasing some of my colleagues with a large water pistol, as a result of a great deal of alcohol intake. Unfortunately darkness and drink led to disaster as I collided with a short fence and twisted my knee really badly. I ended up on crutches for two weeks...

Lesley

Hen Night Memories

We were on a friend's hen night on a university campus when we decided it would be a great idea to ride on our friend's disabled motorised buggy (we did have her permission :-). The hen and I got on it - one bum cheek on the seat each - and drove around campus, collecting flowers along the way. There was a fancy dress ball on that night and we got a lot of strange looks when we drove past all the students, headbanging to Van Halen's 'Jump'. Great fun but very embarrassing when we got the photos back and saw how drunk we looked. And the security guards weren't too impressed, especially when they saw us ably walking back to the pub afterwards.