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Thinly-disguised entrances to Hell where bad things happen. Tell us your dancefloor disasters.

(, Wed 8 Apr 2009, 12:35)
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Nottingham Trent Union
I'll make this as quick and painless as possible. This story still makes me writhe with embarrassment and joy in equal measure.

It was while I was visiting a friend who went to Nottingham Trent University that we found ourselves in the union club there. He lived in Halls at the time which were very close to the union indeed and, naturally, we had a few drinks before heading out.

On arrival we had a few more drinks. In quick succession as I (barely) recall. On heading down to the dance floor I found myself with a friend in a massive queue for a bar selling only double vodka red bulls. This was unacceptable and I remarked upon this to a companion.

"J, this is crap mate. The queue's massive. Let's grab two, sink them, then hit the floor"

He concurred. And we did so.

If it hasn't been mentioned already I am a terrible lightweight so by this point I was getting out of my tree. I had never had a double vodka red bull before (and funnily enough have not drunk one since) let alone two in one foul sitting. After a couple of hours thrashing on the dance floor we made our way back to the flat.

I was in the sleepy stage of my drunkeness and was languishing on the kitchen table when it became clear that something was heading up the down pipe (no not my rear!). My friends looked on, aghast, as I stumbled to the window, hurled it open and unleashed a torrent of extra chunky rainbow gravy onto the open kitchen window below.

As if this wasn't bad enough it then rebounded and headed towards the street below straight onto the heads of some innocent bystanders one of whom was heard to remark (I shit you not)

"Oh no! Is it raining?"

I don't remember much from that night but that is ingrained upon my memory forever.
(, Sat 11 Apr 2009, 15:09, 3 replies)
Typical night for a Trent student.
Good times.

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(, Sat 11 Apr 2009, 15:27, closed)
Wow
Your tolerance is actually worse than mine! It takes at least six shots before I'm a useless wreck.

Then again I'm 6'2" and 15 stone, so I shouldn't really be proud of this.
(, Mon 13 Apr 2009, 22:19, closed)
6 foot and just shy of 10 stone
does a drunkard make
(, Wed 15 Apr 2009, 18:29, closed)

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