Night out stories

[bolimepipi]

all i want right now is to go out, get pissed, smoke a pack of cigarettes, meet people i don't like in the loo and become best friends with them, throw up then continue drinking, make out with my bf drunk, randomly meet the guy who did one of my tattoos and go around the pub together to show everyone the tattoo, dance like crazy to something i'd never usually listen to at home, take shots with strangers, shout across the street, dance some more then eat some disgusting slice of pizza at 5 am and pay 10 euro for it because i'm so drunk i donnn'''ttt ccaarreee

so please

give me good stories from nights out, tell me about your favorite parties, your favorite pubs, anything i'm begging you people i want to live through your stories

 

[Inforapenny]

I love this. I want to live vicariously through others' night out.

 

[yankydoo]

Yay!

I have soooo many.

More recently it’s partying with an Arab princess and her rich friends in London. Met them at a bar and they ended up paying for the whole night for my friends and I. Was so much fun hanging out with them.

After a bad breakup, I went out to my friend’s launch party of her company. Ended up snogging some hot hot guy. On the way home started talking to a couple of lovely guys, whose friend was dj’ing in a well known London club. Tagged along with them to a pub and met their friends who were all so friendly. Then went to the club and ended up backstage having drinks with the DJ and their friends.

Waaaah I miss nights out too

 

[Mulholland Drive]

One of the best night outs I had was when I was in my first year and university: one hot Friday evening in September my fellow undergrad noobs all met up in the student bar, had some beers and shots; fell about being asshats.

And then at around 9pm we climbed into a friend's minibus and drove out to a deserted/disused barn in the countryside where there was an all-night rave party going on. Spent 9-10 hours there dancing like idiots drinking lots of water and Red Bull, smoking spliffs ,and generally having a good time.

Rolled out around 7am in blazing morning sunshine, and we had to walk 3 miles to the nearest village, went into a greasy spoon and had some really nasty Full English breakfasts, which most of us threw up on a few minutes later.

Guy with the minibus picked us up again and dropped us off at the uni dorms. Invited one of my friends to my room, had a few more drinks, made out, few more drinks, slept, woke up at 8pm and repeated the previous night all over!

Still have the photos and the scars to remind me

 

[under the ivy]

Too many! Mostly from my student days

Went to a rock/metal club and I was drinking a lot, wasn’t feeling the music as I couldn’t dance to it. Wandered off and found there was another room in the club that plays pop/dance music, it was nearly empty. I remember dragging people from the rock club into the pop/dance area and dancing all night There was a photo booth and I still have the strip of photos of myself with complete randomers.

 

[bolimepipi]

went into a greasy spoon and had some really nasty Full English breakfasts, which most of us threw up on a few minutes later.

yeeesss that's what i'm talking about!!

once all this is done, i want a tattle party

 

[Holidaybobs]

I miss being underage and having to scrounge for ID. Sitting around the dining table with your mates waiting for the phone to ring. Then being like Kirsty and Phil on Location (x3) saying, yes, ok, I understand. Then shouting, ‘I GOT IT’. Then memorising the star sign, address and middle name only for the bouncer to not ask cos you have a pair of bits anyways. Then getting off your face mixing cheap vodka, gin and WKDs in a pint cup. To leading a guy on all night to then disappearing in the night. And counting how many guys your mate has snogged - record was 23. Or your mate going to the toilet to take off her tights as she is ‘hot’ to turn around and see her getting fingered on the dance floor.

Lockdown is making me miss these nights more than ever. I’d say they are more sophisticated now but, they always end up in the casino until 6am.

 

[Mulholland Drive]

yeeesss that's what i'm talking about!!

once all this is done, i want a tattle party

I love your weird sense of humour - especially the idea of seeing 3 women and a guy vomiting their horrid greasy and undercooked breakfasts at 8 o'clock in the morning. It really wasn't a pretty sight

 

[ChampagneBox]

In lockdown I’m like omg a night out would be amazing and imagining just dancing the night away seeing people we haven’t seen for years and the reality will be I’ll be cold, bored and my feet will hurt within an hour and want nothing more than to come home

 

[yankydoo]

I miss being underage and having to scrounge for ID. Sitting around the dining table with your mates waiting for the phone to ring. Then being like Kirsty and Phil on Location (x3) saying, yes, ok, I understand. Then shouting, ‘I GOT IT’. Then memorising the star sign, address and middle name only for the bouncer to not ask cos you have a pair of bits anyways. Then getting off your face mixing cheap vodka, gin and WKDs in a pint cup. To leading a guy on all night to then disappearing in the night. And counting how many guys your mate has snogged - record was 23. Or your mate going to the toilet to take off her tights as she is ‘hot’ to turn around and see her getting fingered on the dance floor.

Lockdown is making me miss these nights more than ever. I’d say they are more sophisticated now but, they always end up in the casino until 6am.

Hahaha. We used to make up a whole story about leaving our ID at work. Then we would make up new DOBs and memorise these on the way out. Funnily enough shortly after my 18th bday I was dying to get ID’d... walked up to the bouncer who ushered me through saying he knows me and I’m definitely over 18.

We used to count the number of guys we snogged too. I remember we would dance in a circle, let a guy come up and dance behind us, then we would get a thumbs up or down from the others... if it was a thumbs up that friend would turn around and snog the guy.

Those were the days!

 

[ChampagneBox]

Hahaha. We used to make up a whole story about leaving our ID at work. Then we would make up new DOBs and memorise these on the way out. Funnily enough shortly after my 18th bday I was dying to get ID’d... walked up to the bouncer who ushered me through saying he knows me and I’m definitely over 18.

We used to count the number of guys we snogged too. I remember we would dance in a circle, let a guy come up and dance behind us, then we would get a thumbs up or down from the others... if it was a thumbs up that friend would turn around and snog the guy.

Those were the days!

Let’s be honest the amount/quality of guys we used to snog we probably don’t need to worry about getting COVID

 

[Bleurghgram]

Oh my god what I wouldn’t give for a proper night out. Before the pandemic I went out out every Friday and Saturday, I live in a party town so it’s the norm (). I am 30 now so it probably was time to give it up. I asked my boyfriend earlier whether he’ll get properly drunk with me rather than just a beer or two and he isn’t keen, I’m pretty gutted. I just want to go dancing.

 

[Holidaybobs]

Hahaha. We used to make up a whole story about leaving our ID at work. Then we would make up new DOBs and memorise these on the way out. Funnily enough shortly after my 18th bday I was dying to get ID’d... walked up to the bouncer who ushered me through saying he knows me and I’m definitely over 18.

We used to count the number of guys we snogged too. I remember we would dance in a circle, let a guy come up and dance behind us, then we would get a thumbs up or down from the others... if it was a thumbs up that friend would turn around and snog the guy.

Those were the days!

I feel like we were in the same friendship group. I remember turning 18 on a Saturday and the bouncer was like, I thought your name was Olivia, is this your real name?

We used to do that. Or dare each other to find a certain type of guy. Once my 4 friends got off with the same guy, one after the other. Only to go to college on Monday and find out he was in the year above

 

[LaurieLaurie]

When I was 17/18 my boyfriend (28) told me he was moving 100s of miles away to London for work. I was heartbroken so I drank and drank on a night out with him. I got insanely drunk and fell over in a very posh but very, very quiet bar. I remember him asking me if I had dropped something but nope I was just legless. The people in the bar were all suited up having a quiet drink after work and we must have looked ridiculous together. I walked out and left him as soon as he went to the toilet.

Last night out I had before lockdown I kissed this lad and we got cheers and people standing up and clapping and yelling stuff at us

 

[watermelon sugar]

I've been off my barnet a few times

I remember dancing to you're the one that I want with a tinder date proper giving it my all on the dancefloor. Sat down off my trolley and 'man I feel like a woman' came on, I sat down and texted my ex 'man. I geek lime a woman' got back up and carried on dancing i wouldnt dream of taking drugs any more but god I had some confidence and loved to dance when I did

 

[Pixipoppy]

Haha oh god I have so many cringe stories but I won’t say them because I’d probably out myself - they mostly involve trying to get off with various boys/having breakdowns over boys. I’ve also been kicked out of a few places for getting angry at guys being pervs (oh the irony) and throwing drinks over them/I think I used to aggressively elbow them too. Honestly I was a bit unhinged and I didn’t even do drugs (thank god).

Me and my friends used to give each other challenges (again, usually involved either something incredibly embarrassing or pulling some boy). We also had a habit of making a load of random friends and inviting them back to our house then realising they were a bunch of weirdos and trying to kick them out. One guy refused to leave and kept trying to get into my friends bedroom which in hindsight is actually pretty terrifying.

Now I prefer going to events and festivals rather than “classic” night outs where you end up somewhere like vodka revs and everyone is 18. Can’t be arsed being chatted up by freshers and them feigning surprise at my age. I think I’ll always love dancing though, I just love music and the lights and atmosphere - I’ll still be going out at 80!

 

[Pink blancmange]

I don't want to out myself with any stories but this thread has made me realise just how much I NEED to go out and have a good drink and dance!
Who's up for a big Tattle piss up?

 

[watermelon sugar]

I don't want to out myself with any stories but this thread has made me realise just how much I NEED to go out and have a good drink and dance!
Who's up for a big Tattle piss up?

Meeeeee

I am the same, so many stories, so easy to work out who i am

 

[DCICassieStuart]

I've been off my barnet a few times

I remember dancing to you're the one that I want with a tinder date proper giving it my all on the dancefloor. Sat down off my trolley and 'man I feel like a woman' came on, I sat down and texted my ex 'man. I geek lime a woman' got back up and carried on dancing i wouldnt dream of taking drugs any more but god I had some confidence and loved to dance when I did

I'll never hear that song the same way again

 

[bolimepipi]

my best ones are from high school, one time i was out with classmates and my best friend and i got pissed, she went to the loo but somehow ended up in the men section
she came back ecstatic telling me she has the best news ever and the news was that a part of the sink had broken off
you'd think i'd say.. wtf that's stupid
but no
i agreed that was amazing for some reason
so we went there and took this broken off part of thE SINK
we took it to the dancefloor and danced right under the dj with it
until someone called security
they kicked us out but i pissed the guard off because i wouldn't give him the sink
i kept saying it's my sink
so he wouldn't let me get my coat before kicking me out
so my friend and i went for a walk thinking about what to do
we put our hair up in a pony tail thinking he won't recognize when we're going back in and he actually let us in
it was ''just to get our coats'' but we ended up staying until 5-6 am, closing time anyway
we were known for a ''sink fetish'' until the end of high school
well, that's a lie
some people still know me for this