I think most of my stories fall into the category of funny for me and my friends, but 'had to be there' or know the people for everyone else. I do have some stories involving friends that might be funny even though you don't know us or weren't there:
On one occasion, some friends and I were going to a concert and meeting up with another friend going to college out of town. He brings a bunch of girls from school back with him. So, we all go to the concert and end up bar-hopping afterwards and some of us end up pretty plastered. We all go over to our out-of-town friend's place (his dad's place) to crash. So here's a group of about a dozen college girls and guys sprawled out in a not too-big living-room, fast asleep. At some point, one of my friends decides he has to go to the bathroom and is still so drunk he's not really with it and half-asleep too. He walks over to an empty living-room chair, raises the cushion and starts relieving himself on the chair (thinking it was a toilet). The friend who's place it is starts getting splashed in the face and starts waking up. Realizing what's going on, he starts yelling and pretty much waking up the whole room.
A few years back, I did get pretty drunk at a Ren-Faire while a fairly sober friend of mine was videotaping. At one point, they pointed to my wife and asked me who it was. I told them, giving her maiden name. Then, thought about it a little longer, then said "Wait, maybe her name isn't <maiden name>, maybe it's <married name>". All this was caught on video. In my defense, we had dated 4.5 years where I knew her by her maiden name and this happened only 2 months after we were married.
Had a JW friend, an alcoholic. Man the stories! He had already had 2 DWI's and an accident or two more. By this time, he realized he was an alcoholic and tried to stop drinking by going cold-turkey. But, he loved beer and started to do the NA variety: O'Douls, Sharps, etc. He loved this! He could drink beer and still abstain! He had just gotten his driver's license back after a year's suspension and things were going OK for him. Well, one night NA just wasn't good enough. There was a bar in town that did something like $1 pitchers for an hour or two and maybe even free admission. He shows up and immediately start making up for all the months of abstinance. He gets sloppy drunk. While there, he runs into a "fringe" JW girl. Not that they ever had any real conversation or interest in each other before, but the fact that she's here in this bar makes her irresistable to him. In his mind, she's a JW with a secret bad-girl side, and he is smitten. He's in love. He gets a table for them, then goes up to get a pitcher. On the way back, he trips and dumps the whole thing over some guy's head. After narrowly escaping getting the crap kicked out of him, he rejoins the girl. He invites her to dance where he professes his love for her and even proposes to her. Obviously she's more in control and laughs him off. During their dance, he excuses himself and throws up on the dance floor. I think that was the end of the "date". By now he's out of money. He dissappears and apparently sits in his car for a while, but now it's getting near closing time and he feels he has to leave and gets on the freeway to go home. On the way, for some reason, he realizes he can't go home like this. His dad will kick the crap out of him. Instead, he decides he's going to go to the house of another guy at the hall. This "other guy" is a regular pioneer who eventually wound up at Bethel. Why he thought he could show up there, I have no clue. He often made fun of his straight-laced guy and the straight-laced guy stayed away from him as a bad influence. But regardless, he misses his exit for mr. pioneer's house and starts to back up (on the freeway), to which he is greeted with flashing red and blue lights. The cop gets him out of the car and asks for his ID. He refuses. The cop is insisting and he keeps refusing. Finally, for some reason, he decides to show him his ID and quickly reaches inside his jacket. The cop (for good reason) takes the gesture to think he's reaching for a gun or weapon and gives him a quick uppercut that launches him onto the hood of the car. Nice bruises on his face afterwards.
Well, that was the story of his 3rd DWI and a license suspension of about 5 years this time. I've since left the JWs, but I've heard he's been clean and sober since and has since gotten married. Though a sad story, I still find the circumstances of this guy trying to be suave while drunk very hilarious. "I love you, will you marry me? BLEACH!"
