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Funny Stories ›› Funny drunk stories ›› funny drunk stories 202 Spray Paint it Black I think it was the first time I had ever drank, and me and a mate (who was already well-versed in this practice for a 14 year old) went halvies in a slab of beer (24 cans). We were at his house and his mum was working till 1:00 am, so we had 6 each stashed at his joint and another 6 round the corner at his sisters. We drank 3 each at a fast pace and decided to go for a walk, where we got up to all sorts of skull duggery. On returning I had sobered up a tad and was feeling like I could go the rest of the beers. We had another two, and by about 10:00 decided that we would need to go get the other six. Now my mate and I both had a considerable amount of spay paint on out hands and arms, but hadn’t realized it, and somehow during the walk to his sisters the beer must’ve kicked in.
It starts to get a little hazy, however I remember him and his sister arguing about weather we needed more beer or not and once she saw the spray paint I remember she flipped out and sent us home. We staggered home and finished off our last beer, and in a drunken arrogance decided to go spray paint her house. By the time we got there we had rethinked our decision and mulliganed it. We headed back and I decided to spray a few houses on the way back down my mate’s street
Next I remember drinking two glasses of his mum’s cask wine, under the pretence it was water as far as my mate was aware. Next I was outside and he was punching me in the guts to make me spew. I remember munting all over his nature strip to him saying "those waters obviously didn’t fix you up"
It was then my mate discovered that every house in the street leading to his and, bar his, had their fences spray-painted. He was not very happy.
I was lying on the grass feeling crook and all I could hear was the spray can rattling. I looked up to find my mate doing a nice long line of black across his front fence. I asked "what the fuck are you doing" and he said "teaching us a lesson" next thing I went in for a shower and went to bed, by 1:30, luckily his mum wasn’t home yet.
In the morning I wake to his mum carrying on like a cut snake about the "hoodlums" and "scumbags" who sprayed all the fences in the neighborhood. She sent me and my mate out in the heat of the day, dying hung over (but due to the fact we weren’t supposed to be drinking we had to act cheerful) to clean off the fence. We scrubbed for about 2 hours but to no avail, and spent the rest of the day spewing down at the beach............and neither of us learnt a lesson either. |