I dressed up in drag for Halloween and started dancin with guys at a club. One guy tbought I was a girl I ran out. It got toooo craaazy
What is the craziest thing you have done when you've been drunk?
About 1977 the boss and I drank a bottle and a half of neat Scotch. I got on the wrong train going home, fell off (without sustaining more than a few bruises) and when the cops were called by the railway staff they refused to arrest me. I was taken to hospital by ambulance, unconscious, and woke a few hours later, still drunk.
I needed a toilet and went looking for one. That caused a bit of a sensation because I had been sick on my clothes and the nursing staff stripped me before putting me to bed so I was walking through the ward naked, without realising it.
That was the night I stopped drinking. I still have a glass of wine with a meal and, rarely, a single glass of beer; but I haven't been drunk since, and I NEVER drink spirits.
I started walking around saying I was Jesus pouring vodka on peoples heads. Appariently it was Holy Water.
Loads. Probably the worst was...
Woke up next to a girl with no idea of who she was, where I was, what day it was or what I had done.
I was at a party. I won't go into too many details, but let's just say it was a fancy dress party...
It was a pretty big event, there were over 3000 people in attendance, and the venue was the largest nightclub in London (SEone - which is now closed).
Anyway, the event was really big, and there were all kinds of crazy things going on. There was even a fashion show at one point, and the catwalk/stage thing was in the middle of a dancefloor.
My outfit, by the way, was a sort of weird-take on Mickey Mouse:
Through the course of the evening, I got pretty drunk - and by the end of the night, I was really struggling to see properly through the slits I'd cut in that Mickey Mouse head I was wearing...
Most of the party-goers were in the big room with the stage in the middle, and I thought it'd be a good idea to get up on the stage and do some drunk-dancing.
Unfortunately, with my sight obscured by the Mickey Mouse head (it was originally a cushion I'd bought from the Disney Store), I failed to see the edge of the stage and fell off - in front of over a thousand people.
I must have hit my head, because all I remember was being on stage - then somehow ending on my back looking up at the ceiling...
I was lucky not to have been injured though, as there was plenty of stuffing left in the Mickey Mouse cushion to soften my landing, like a fluffy crash helmet.
