What was the most embarrassing/dumbest thing you guys have ever done while drunk? Tell me your guys’ drunk stories! I promise that it couldn’t be worse then mine.

Here’s mine:

Okay so it’s July 2nd 2016, my buddies had a 96 for Fourth of July. If any of you are from California and know where Pismo beach is, then you understand how crazy the dunes get on that weekend/week with everyone camping along the beach and all the parties at the campsite.

So we get there, & that night me and my friend, let’s call her Sarah, we ended up making friends with the nearby campsite people in basically every direction. We go off partying with all of them taking shots and shotgunning beers/etc. well I remember going to my tent to go to bed, everyone else had already gone to bed by that time.

Somehow in the middle of the night I woke up I guess having to take a massive dump.

(I don’t remember this next part but this what I was told)

I guess my buddy, let’s call him Ben. Had woken up to get a drink, & I guess I had told him I had to take a shit. Welll the porter potties were a distance away. So he helped me over to our buddies Jeep and I pooped behind it.

Then, ya know. A girls gotta wipe. So I guess I made him take off his tank top to use to wipe.

Well the next morning I wake up having to pee, I go outside my tent and my four other buddies were along the campfire making hot dogs. They asked me if I knew who took a shit behind the jeep.

Well obvi I didn’t know because I thought I was in my tent KO all night long.

So I told them I didn’t know, but that that was fucking gross lmao

So I ended up walking to the porter potties and once I do my business, I go to wipe. & that’s when I saw poop on the paper.

It was then I realized that it was I who took the crap behind the jeep.

WELL I WASNT GOING TO TELL THEM THAT!

but noooo. Ben has woken up while I was in the porter pottie AND TOLD THEM EVERYTHING 😭😭😭😭😭😭

As I’m walking up to our space, they’re all staring at me.. ones holding the fucking tank top & asked if I remembered this.

Obvi I had recollection of what had happened that night, but I didn’t know what the tank top was for.

Then they told me what was done with it... and we decided to bury it.

NEVER. AGAIN.