Irishbeekeeper

Or alternatively, what was the best party that you organized which was SO legendary that when you walk down the street where you live(d then, could be in a college dorm as well), that men point at you and whisper and women randomly ask you to impregnate them ferociously?

Ill start, I was working with BHP (admin something) and one of the ozzie boys was leaving for good. Great lad and all. So they wanted something special. Well it was summer time but that town didnt have any beaches i.e. landlocked so I naturally made a beach in the huge backyard that we had. Got huge huge plastic sheet rolls to put on top of the grass. Then got about 3 truck loads of white sand (from some construction guy I think). And got some boffins to even it out over the plastic sheet, so in the end the sand was about 6-7 inches thick, so yeah, proper beach walking feel and all. Threw in a couple of large kid pools while the sand was being put in so the water pools had sand coming up to their side you know (no we didnt have a proper pool). Then we got a large quantity of water guns, which were later (when the party really got started) filled with various mixture of drinks and slammed down accepting or un-accepting individuals. Got a guy who did outdoor weddings and made him put up large pieces of outdoor cloth all over the walls, very very high so the neighbours wouldnt oogle at the women. Music, food ofcourse. 40-50 of expats running around in their beach wear all over the back yard till 4-5 am in the morning...the works! That being a muslim, non-alchoholic country (ofcourse), so the fun was had to a crazy level! The only fault in our planning was the outhouse, which wasnt an outhouse but was inside on of the offices, which meant by the end of it all, there was sand ALL over that office washroom, the path leading up to it, the carpet, the chairs, that office's desk (yes you guessed right why the desk). It was a mess and the boss chewed us all out after the weekend was over (all of us pitched in to buy quite a lot of brand new stuff for that office haha), but still it was a great great night and I actually met one of my best friends at that party. So lesson learned : If you plan to have a beach party, make sure the outhouse is also on the beach!!
Oh and by the time they took away all the sand off the plastic sheets and then took away the plastic sheets off the grass by next evening, the grass had completely burnt out and I really felt bad about that. I mean that was the only regret I had about that night!

shiva

Two come to mind.

Flat mates 21st. V v wealthy dad. Ended up with a full bar in our student house, several kegs on tap, rows of optics etc. several hundred people showed up, neighbours went mental, police turned up, finally got through the crowd to get inside, decided they couldn't be ****ed trying to shut it down so gave up and left. Party lasted 3 days, about a month later we got evicted. Was absolutely worth it.

2nd was I didn't want a stag do, traditionally at home that means tarred and feathered tied to a lamppost and humiliated. Had a quiet drink after work instead that went pear shaped, ended up at a porn star party, still so smashed the next morning I walked in front of a bus on the way to the office ( in the same suit I left in) was still so drunk I just bounced of the front of the bus unharmed, after a few minutes of paniced bystanders insisting I must be hurt I carried on my way to work. Left work about an hour or so later as death came to claim me with the worst hangover ever.

Meow

Like I'm going to disclose that information on a public forum.

Far too incriminating.

hnd

Can't remember

Bahtatboy

Precisely. The worst I remember very clearly, and things start to dim as the ranking increases. I guess I just assume that those at the top of the list deserve to be there. :drinkingwin e:

Irishbeekeeper

hold on, you cant just slip that in there without any details!!!

aw cmon
no need to name names or anything, but a bit would help

I honestly have never been that gone to not even remember the broad facts

shiva

it was a party thrown by porn stars, as they say nuff said

Millhouse

I once when to a Tupperware party.

Meow

I recall the details but it's not only their names but mine that's the issues. I live in the UAE and too many people know who I am, so just not going there...

OleJanx

I awoke one morning wearing an Emirate's stewarardes's uniform. I have no idea how and why this happend, but I have a good guess that I was having a good time.....

scrubbedexpat141

I've got a few of these, believe it or not. But one with some of the best, longest lasting damage was a 15th or 16th party for a girl I knew. She went to the all-girls school (I and my mates were at the all-boys equivalent).

She was quite posh, big house, huge garden, stables, all sorts. We had a massive marquee to use and tents for us to stay in. To stop miscreants going into the house they put a port-a-loo on some steps next to the stables.

I was pretty battered, two guys I didn't know convinced me that if you drink whisky whilst pissing, you get super drunk, super quick. Not wanting to look like a complete pussy, I went up the 4 or 5 concrete steps, into the bog, whipped it out, started glugging whisky. Hadn't locked the door behind. Legs gave way, fell backwards and rolled down the steps.

Woke up in the morning, naked top half. Lay on top of a can of Carling, cuddling my mate with a horrendous headache. Rolled out the tent, stood up, looked at a couple of pals who then looked horrified. My face and chest were covered in dry blood from my nose. Still got a nice big chunk stuck out one side where I never got it fixed.

After the party, three of us couldn't get a lift home and walked 5 or 6 miles back into Salisbury to try and get a bus home. Hateful.