Comment · Sat, April 14, 2012
I woke up this morning to a stranger ejaculating on my face and running out of my hotel room. What's your craziest hangover story?
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I_From_Yugoslav · 626 points
So yeah. I'm getting breakfast now and I figured I would share my story with reddit. A couple of my old buddies flew in from NY last night so we wanted to party hard. We got a hotel room in downtown west palm beach. Any way we started boozing at 9 as soon as I got them from the airport. My friend had some pills called colladapin (spelling?) so we took those. Then I know we got some cocaine too at the club. I vaguely remember us going to a strip club. Anyway I pretty much blacked out and this morning I wake up with what I immediately realize is semen on my face and some dude I don't know is pulling up his pants. I look at him in complete shock and I'm frozen I don't know what to do. He just bolts out of my room. I wipe my face on a pillow. My butt doesn't hurt so I'm pretty sure I wasn't raped. I have no idea where my two friends are their phones are off. I'm eating at a Starbucks right now feeling looped out of my mind. Beat that.
Update: I've been answering questions the best I can but I probably should put this here. First off I am a heterosexual male but I'm not homophobic so I'm not too bothered from the situation. My friends were at the room when I got back they went to sle…
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haxwellmill · 461 points
I have a similar personal story before I kicked my benzo habit thanks to a friend lending me this book: A friend gave me 2 Klonopin pills (no idea what mg). Being my introverted self I waited until I got home to take them. I took them and I remember feeling super super drunk for a bit and then I blacked out. I woke up in my bed thinking I must have just passed out or something. I do the standard get up and go on the computer bit, only to find out it is actually 2 days later. Meaning one day is completely missing. I still have no fucking clue what happened during that day and confuse myself every time I think about it. I lived with my parents at the time and I think there would have been some confrontation if I didn't leave my room for almost 2 days.
u/MisterYouAreSoDumb
A friend of mine rolled an Ativan to me at dinner before we went out to the club. Not wanting to black out and wind up sleeping on an inflatable crocodile in a canal, I put it in my pocket. I also have bad allergies, so there are antihistamines in there as well. Well we hit up a bar for some drinks across from the club. At some point I took an antihistamine. Then as we were walking to the club I realized that the Ativan was gone! I had mixed it up in my pocket! That night I apparently (with my friend) convinced the club staff that I was Markus Schulz's sound technician. I got up on stage, started kicking all the photographers off yelling, "One photographer at a time!" I then went to the sound closet and fixed the bass levels, since I felt they were too high. I then walked up to Markus Schulz on stage and handed him a water. I then proceeded to drink all his Amstel beer next to him in a cooler. Then started drinking straight out of at tequila bottle on stage. Mind you, myself, my friend, Markus Schulz, and the one photographer I was allowing were the only ones on stage at this point. I don't remember anything after that. I woke up the next morning in the back of a Honda Prelude, with 4 people and 2 dogs in San Diego (I live in Phoenix Arizona). Soo yeah, benzos can get ya...
Edit: Ativan