My buddy once got so hammered that he barfed right into his vodka glass—and then, without a second thought, chugged it down like a savage.

Another wild story with this legend happened when we rented a house for a night. Upstairs, there was a hot tub, and the four of us piled in, vibing hard, already buzzed out of our minds.
Out of nowhere, this dude just hurls—straight onto some poor guy’s back. No one gave a damn, though. The guy rinsed off under the shower, we drained the nasty water from the tub, and kept the party raging.
Come morning, the hot tub was a freaking horror show. All the junk he’d been scarfing down with his booze was caked and dried onto the sides. And the stench? Holy hell, it was something outta nightmares—indescribable filth.
#drunkstories #wtf #partygonewrong #epicfail

Day 25. Got a tale about an old buddy of mine that’ll make you cringe and cackle. A bunch of us got together for a “classy” night of boozing—or, well, not so classy. Next morning, this absolute legend wakes up with a blank slate, no clue what went down. Turns out, the madman had been rolling around in God-knows-where, caked in filth, and the apartment? It reeked like a goddamn sewer. Why, you ask?

In the dead of night, half-asleep and still smashed, this genius felt nature’s call—the big one. In his drunken stupor, he somehow mistook a fancy-ass, top-dollar gaming chair (belonging to the host, no less) for the damn toilet. Yeah, he did his dirty deed right there, dumped a load on that poor chair, then just stumbled back to crash. Come morning, the horror show was revealed: shit was literally dripping down his legs, smeared across the bed, the floor, everywhere. It was a complete and utter shitstorm, folks. Absolute insanity! 🤣
#epicfail #drunkstories #wtf #shithappens