woohoo...first ever post!
One fine summers evening, after seeing off enough alcohol to kill Keith Richards, I decided that it would be a great idea to save the tenner that the robbing bastard taxi drivers would charge and walk the 5 miles home instead.
The first 4 miles were completely uneventful, mostly consisting of staggering sideways and trying my best to stay upright. The last mile of the trip home took me alongside a leisure centre with 6 foot railings surrounding it with big sharp pointy spikes on top.
Being totally hammered and completely idiotic I somehow found myself on the wrong side of the fence and I didn't fancy the 1/4 mile walk back the way I came to right the situation...
"Fuck it, I'll climb the bastard"
and I did.....mostly
Having heaved myself up and balancing precariously on two arms locked at the elbows...I could suddenly feel myself teetering forward. I can't remember the actually topple, but topple I did. I was caught, hanging upside down. One of the fence spikes had managed to enter my pocket and exited via the thigh of my new jeans rendering me upside down, helpless and laughing like an idiot. Its damn near impossible to pull yourself out of a situation like that when you are absolutely pissing yourself at you own idiocy..
I have no idea how long I was upside down, but the pressure in my head was intense by the time I had de-shoed and de-pantsed myself, dropped to the deck in a heap where in retrieved my shoes and recently ruined leg wear.
Nobody saw me hanging there and it didnt hurt at the time, but the cut I found in the morning across my inner thigh smarted like fuck and showed me just how close I was to ripping my nutsack open\off
Cost of a Taxi £10
Cost of ruined jeans £90
Bastard!
(Pectacular Almost spectacular...but somethings missing!, Tue 1 Feb 2011, 12:58, 9 replies)

That was a lucky escape
same thing happened to this kid someone knows and they found him in the morning after being bummed by 30 blokes...True that is!
(bROKEN aRROW PUA HVI Master, Tue 1 Feb 2011, 13:35, closed)

Bullshit
Nobody could drink the amount of alcohol needed to kill Keith Richards. It's a logical fallacy.
(leviticus no longer likes the cut of your gib on, Tue 1 Feb 2011, 14:04, closed)

Keith Richards could do it.
Only once, mind.
(sabre-tooth monkey, Tue 1 Feb 2011, 16:06, closed)

^^ Ha ha!... ^^

( Pooflake braces for an onslaught..., Tue 1 Feb 2011, 18:31, closed)

I'd be more embarassed
to admit that I spent £90 on jeans
(moon monkey is busy making memories worth repressing, Tue 1 Feb 2011, 14:12, closed)

£90...
Isn't thaaat much money...
(The Archduke of South London I'm in your Girlfriend eating her organs, Tue 1 Feb 2011, 14:21, closed)

I could buy two outfits for that!
Excluding shoes and coat at least.
(Me, I'm not... in any way intoxicated, Tue 1 Feb 2011, 17:51, closed)

^this

( Smash Monkey lowering the tone of the whole internet, Tue 1 Feb 2011, 17:55, closed)

Top first post...
... you were not the only one laughing like an idiot at that image!
( Ugi , it's a game of give and cake, Tue 1 Feb 2011, 15:53, closed)