Submitted by divorced_broke_happy on Wed, 05/14/2008 - 14:21.
This looks like a new feature for the site. I was looking at some of the posts on different pages here, and a couple of guys had some pretty funny (or sad) horror stories about drunken pickups. The one about the guy who picked up the woman who looked like Popeyes Sea Hag was classic. I think my worst moment is when I picked up a girl with a real rough looking face. When I first saw her, I made a comment to one of my friends that she looked like she was in a car accident. I started talking to her, and sure enough, she actually was in a car accident...thats why she looked so bad. The joke was on me though....I kept drinking, and...well, do I have to say it? I think you all know the rest of the story. Sucked to be me the next morning. When I had to face my friends the next day, my pride was the only thing looking like it got hit by a car. Anyway, let's hear from some other victims of circumstance. I know I'm not the only one.
Haha…good one, Joe. I think we’ve all been there once or twice, not that we want to admit to it. Ever have one of those nights (or mornings) where you open your eyes staring at a strange ceiling? Your head hurts, and you don’t remember anything about the previous night? I remember one night like that, and I thought to myself “If I look to my left, I bet there’s gonna be an ugly broad laying there”. Slowly I turned, and….AAAHHHHHHH!!!!!! She must have been 20 years older than me, and looking every minute of it. Very quietly got up, grabbed my clothes, left, and then tried to figure out where the hell I was. Staggered home, swearing all the way “I’ll never drink again”. Think I stuck with that vow for at least 2 weeks. If I could ever find a picture of that woman, she could be your site mascot.
Hey Hal, GREAT story! I remember one night, (Thank God I didnt end up going home with her) but anyways, I was in a club in Southern Cali, saw this chick with a beautiful ass in a pair of tight jeans. I was watching her dance with some guy, song ends, her turns and walks away leaving her standing there. Her’s my chance, I go up behind her, tap her on the shoulder and ask her to dance. As she turns around to say yes, OMG! She must have been 80, or what seemed like 80 at the time. Looked like an honest to god witch! Anyways, we dance, song ends, and you guessed it, I bolt! Walking away, I look over my shoulder, and yep, some other poor unsuspecting chap is tapping her on her shoulder! hahahaha Ahhhhhhhhhh, great memories!
Hawkeye, your story reminds me of another friend of mine. Might have also been so cal, not sure, but he told me he got pretty blasted one night, and staggered home with a woman who pretty much fit the description you gave…kicking body, kicked in face. When I asked him how bad she looked, he said “Remember the popeye cartoons wehn we were kids? She looked like the Sea Hag!!” I can only imagine.
You guys are pretty funny. I think most of us have some crazy/embarrasing stoires from our youth, but it takes a special kind of man to post them on the net. Hope those aren’t your real names…lol
Ok guys, I'm a woman, checking out this site. All I can say is you guys aren't the only ones suffering from "buyers remorse". You're also not the only ones who've gotten drunk and woken up sorry. My friends and I have girls night out on wednesdays. We don't go to bars, we party at one of our houses each week. Sometimes, when we go home, the booze takes over, and we drunk dial a booty call. One of you losers never fails to show up when we call. Believe me, none of you are worth wasting our calling minutes on.
Hey Arianna, can I get your number? You sound like the type of woman I would enjoy getting a drunk dial from. I once had a girl who called me up when she was wasted. After we finished, I asked her if she would hate herself in the morning. She said "No, I hate myself now". I gathered up as much dignity as I could, put my clothes back on, and quietly left. But booze is definitely a wonder drug, because the next time she drank some of it, she called me again.
Arianna whats the problem. You get drunk call a guy over to bang you and then you use the term loser to describe a guy who used you as a sperm receptacle. Unless your some freaking beast it seems to me he did pretty well. He got his rocks off on and in you, without having to spend any money or time on on your ungrateful ass, which by the way I'm sure he also enjoyed. I just hope the poor guy got up and left without having to deal with a hungover sperm filled hag like yourself in the morning.
Ugly girl drunk experience
This looks like a new feature for the site. I was looking at some of the posts on different pages here, and a couple of guys had some pretty funny (or sad) horror stories about drunken pickups. The one about the guy who picked up the woman who looked like Popeyes Sea Hag was classic. I think my worst moment is when I picked up a girl with a real rough looking face. When I first saw her, I made a comment to one of my friends that she looked like she was in a car accident. I started talking to her, and sure enough, she actually was in a car accident...thats why she looked so bad. The joke was on me though....I kept drinking, and...well, do I have to say it? I think you all know the rest of the story. Sucked to be me the next morning. When I had to face my friends the next day, my pride was the only thing looking like it got hit by a car. Anyway, let's hear from some other victims of circumstance. I know I'm not the only one.
This topic reminds me of an
This topic reminds me of an old saying. “I never went to bed with any ugly woman….but I sure as hell woke up with a few of them”. She’s evil, indeed
Haha…good one, Joe. I think
Haha…good one, Joe. I think we’ve all been there once or twice, not that we want to admit to it. Ever have one of those nights (or mornings) where you open your eyes staring at a strange ceiling? Your head hurts, and you don’t remember anything about the previous night? I remember one night like that, and I thought to myself “If I look to my left, I bet there’s gonna be an ugly broad laying there”. Slowly I turned, and….AAAHHHHHHH!!!!!! She must have been 20 years older than me, and looking every minute of it. Very quietly got up, grabbed my clothes, left, and then tried to figure out where the hell I was. Staggered home, swearing all the way “I’ll never drink again”. Think I stuck with that vow for at least 2 weeks. If I could ever find a picture of that woman, she could be your site mascot.
Hey Hal, GREAT story! I
Hey Hal, GREAT story! I remember one night, (Thank God I didnt end up going home with her) but anyways, I was in a club in Southern Cali, saw this chick with a beautiful ass in a pair of tight jeans. I was watching her dance with some guy, song ends, her turns and walks away leaving her standing there. Her’s my chance, I go up behind her, tap her on the shoulder and ask her to dance. As she turns around to say yes, OMG! She must have been 80, or what seemed like 80 at the time. Looked like an honest to god witch! Anyways, we dance, song ends, and you guessed it, I bolt! Walking away, I look over my shoulder, and yep, some other poor unsuspecting chap is tapping her on her shoulder! hahahaha Ahhhhhhhhhh, great memories!
Hawkeye, your story reminds
Hawkeye, your story reminds me of another friend of mine. Might have also been so cal, not sure, but he told me he got pretty blasted one night, and staggered home with a woman who pretty much fit the description you gave…kicking body, kicked in face. When I asked him how bad she looked, he said “Remember the popeye cartoons wehn we were kids? She looked like the Sea Hag!!” I can only imagine.
Hey Harvey, “The Seahag” fits
Hey Harvey, “The Seahag” fits my description to a “T” also! Oh, those were the days!
You guys are pretty funny. I
You guys are pretty funny. I think most of us have some crazy/embarrasing stoires from our youth, but it takes a special kind of man to post them on the net. Hope those aren’t your real names…lol
Of course they are our real
Of course they are our real names, no one on the net ever lies…….hahahahaha
Ok guys, I'm a woman,
Ok guys, I'm a woman, checking out this site. All I can say is you guys aren't the only ones suffering from "buyers remorse". You're also not the only ones who've gotten drunk and woken up sorry. My friends and I have girls night out on wednesdays. We don't go to bars, we party at one of our houses each week. Sometimes, when we go home, the booze takes over, and we drunk dial a booty call. One of you losers never fails to show up when we call. Believe me, none of you are worth wasting our calling minutes on.
Hey Arianna, can I get your
Hey Arianna, can I get your number? You sound like the type of woman I would enjoy getting a drunk dial from. I once had a girl who called me up when she was wasted. After we finished, I asked her if she would hate herself in the morning. She said "No, I hate myself now". I gathered up as much dignity as I could, put my clothes back on, and quietly left. But booze is definitely a wonder drug, because the next time she drank some of it, she called me again.
Sorry, Joe, I doubt your my
Sorry, Joe, I doubt your my type. You would be better off patronizing one of the other sites they have on here. I'm sure you'll find a sure thing.
Losers, did I read that wrong ?
Arianna whats the problem. You get drunk call a guy over to bang you and then you use the term loser to describe a guy who used you as a sperm receptacle. Unless your some freaking beast it seems to me he did pretty well. He got his rocks off on and in you, without having to spend any money or time on on your ungrateful ass, which by the way I'm sure he also enjoyed. I just hope the poor guy got up and left without having to deal with a hungover sperm filled hag like yourself in the morning.
Wonder how many times
Wonder how many times arianna's ex husband had that recurring dream about her car driving off a cliff? Probably wakes up with a hard on each time.