What are some of your craziest Nightlife related stories?
We want to hear from our readers about the craziest, hillarious, or even just plain weird nightlife related stories. If you had a night that rivaled the movie The Hangover, let the world know.
Post them up in the comments section, and the wildest, and funniest stories will be chosen, and featured in an upcoming post.
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One night I went out with my friends for a night of bar hopping. It was a slow night and the bar scene was just not happening. We decided to buy some beers and liquor and head back to my place. We invited some people we met at a bar and started our party. A little after midnight the landlord came up the stairs screaming that he was going to call the cops if we didn’t leave. Apparently someone dropped a drink and it landed inside his place through an open window, oops! We grabbed the coolers and what was left of the alcohol and headed for the beach. It was a warm night and it was dark, we ended up skinny dipping and running around in the sand naked. It was a fun crazy night. Next morning I woke up to a group of guys and girls passed out in my apartment. That right there is the result of the awesome college nightlife!
One night me and my girl were out at a bar in Dallas and we were taking advantage of the $1 u-call-its, the good music, and the great vibe. we were walking by some VIP tables to get back on the dance floor and this chick’s hand slapped me on my ass! I turned around and the chick was like “oh sorry! sorryy my bad…… DAMN you should be proud of THAT!!” … let’s just say that inside joke is still a classic to this day! haha
ok, heres mine.
A long time ago, in a club far far away, I went salsa dancing at a place called La Cueva. I wasn’t 21 yet, so I had a fake ID. I also had several unpaid traffic tickets, so I had suspended lisence, and shouldnt have been driving anyways. But I was in college, and it all seemed like a good idea at the time. I had parked in a spooky side street, to avoid paying for parking.
After drinking and dancing, I went back to the car, and IT WASNT THERE! I was pretty toasted, so I walked around for a bit, sobering up, and thinking of other places I could have put it. Well, after I sobered up a bit, I realized I’d have to call my friends to come get me, and talk to the cops before I left. I flagged down a cop, and my underage drinking, suspended lisence, self filed a stolen car report.
Happy ever after…….the car was found undamaged, and dumped in an empty lot a few days later, and returned to me. I learned my lesson, and paid for parking after that