“Let us out! Let us out!”
Explanation: I found these three drunks just inside my dorm building, scrabbling at the glass to get out. They were so screwed up that they couldn’t figure out that there’s a bar on the door handle that you have to push in to open it.
I made 'em dance before I opened the door.
Damn! I’ve forgotten to not become drunken again!
Then there’s, “Being drunk is the best feeling in my poor world.”, a direct quote from the source of the inspiration of the first.
I won a Jim Beam tent in a giveaway at a bar once. I was too drunk to remember. People tell me I was hugging my tent, yelling “I’m going camping” over and over again.
My girlfriend got drunk one night. She leaned over to one of my friends and the following conversation ensued:
GF “Hey, I have to ask you something”
F “What’s that?”
GF “Are my lips still on?”
F “Uhhhh, yeah, they are still on. Where would they have gone?”
GF “I don’t know. I might have lost them in a car accident or something.”
(When she drinks, she says her lips go numb. I guess she thought they had left completely this time)
Since I’m not a drinker, my friends value me for both my designated driver status and my ability to wake up the morning after a party. On the night after a big party, I woke up about 8:00 and went to work in the kitchen, emptying beer bottles and ashtrays and starting on Bloody Mary duty. One of the very hungover stumbled down the stairs shortly afterward.
Me (handing him a glass): A little of the hair of the dog that bit you?
Him: Oh, thanks darlin’. My dry is so mouth you could strike a tongue on my match.
Wife: You’re getting kinda drunk, I think you might have a problem…
Bobo: Yes, I have a problem… there’s a noise in the room while I’m trying to enjoy this beer…
I didn’t hear the end of that comment for a long time (deservedly, it was something of an asshole comment… but come on, it’s friday, I don’t have to get up in the morning, lemme let my hair down a bit… even though I don’t have any)
(ps, shaved head and proud… no affiliation with any morons that wear sheets… I just don’t like my hair, so it went away)