The Irish toast thread made me think of this. What is the strangest place you ever woke up after a night of drinking?
For me I'd have to say the middle of my driveway, Didn't know how I got there, nor remember much of the evening after 10. Sleeping on gravel isn't fun either.
For me I'd have to say the middle of my driveway, Didn't know how I got there, nor remember much of the evening after 10. Sleeping on gravel isn't fun either.