Hah, mine is so embarrassing. Don't joke me too badly!
This one is going to require a post count...
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While my dad and step-mom were out of town I hosted a party at their house. Nothing too big, me and a few friends. I was single at the time but the girl I am going out with currently was there. We started out the night with Irish car bombs however one of my friends' fiance wouldn't drink her Irish car bomb so everyone convinced me to drink that one as well. Our Irish car bomb consisted of a shot which was half Bailey's Irish Creme and half Jameson's Irish Whiskey which is then dropped into a pint of Guinness beer and then chugged. After this all the guys (including me) were taking shots while the girls had something like mountain dew with pineapple rum in it.
Alright, so my memory is kind of grey here because I blacked out that night. So I'm not too sure how the rest of the night went. I remember patches. Dancing, playing cards, lots of laughing, making out with my current girlfriend who I wasn't dating at the time of this party. It goes completely black and then I am waking up with a horrible taste in my mouth. I look around and I'm in my parent's bedroom....
One of my friends thought it would be a good idea to push me and my drunk-self along with my current girlfriend (who again wasn't my gf at the time) into my parents fucking bedroom and shut the door.
So I immediately called one of my friends to ask what the hell happened last night since I searched the house and everyone had left already.
And here is the worst part:
I threw up all over my girlfriend, who wasn't my girlfriend yet, and all over my parent's bed.
And guess when my parents were getting home? In a few hours. I didn't even realize it.
They had already cleaned up most of the stuff and had sheets and shit in the washer for me. But they missed a good amount on my step-mom's side of the bed on the carpet and I had no idea. So yea.....my parents found out and I had to spend the next 24 hours cleaning the whole house. It didn't matter if I created the mess or not, my dad wanted the house spotless. He said the house needed to be cleaner than it has ever been. So that was a fun day....
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And somehow, we just look back on this and laugh and joke about it. Everyone else seems to enjoy the story more than me though. lol.
