And then you see....

Hmmm....Ok it involved going to another university for a weekend of partying with a friend whose brother was in a fraternity there. In those days I drank tequila, lots of it. We started drinking early and by the time of the party that evening I was really drunk.

The last thing I remember was looking for the bathroom. The next thing I knew I was waking up in a state of undress in bed with a very large girl who was just lying there grinning at me. (Penthouse bit.) She then said something about breakfast, so we went down stairs where she introduced me to her parents just as they were tucking into a huge stack of pancakes. Her dad was a philosophy professor at the university, both of them were also quite large. The four of us sat at the breakfast table, eating and chatting like I was an old family friend. They seemed fine with the fact I spent the night with their daughter in their home.

She drove me back to the frat house, giving me a little kiss on the cheek as I got out of the car. When I walked in, my buddy and his brother were seriously considering calling the police to report me as missing.
 
Hmmm....Ok it involved going to another university for a weekend of partying with a friend whose brother was in a fraternity there. In those days I drank tequila, lots of it. We started drinking early and by the time of the party that evening I was really drunk.

The last thing I remember was looking for the bathroom. The next thing I knew I was waking up in a state of undress in bed with a very large girl who was just lying there grinning at me. (Penthouse bit.) She then said something about breakfast, so we went down stairs where she introduced me to her parents just as they were tucking into a huge stack of pancakes. Her dad was a philosophy professor at the university, both of them were also quite large. The four of us sat at the breakfast table, eating and chatting like I was an old family friend. They seemed fine with the fact I spent the night with their daughter in their home.

She drove me back to the frat house, giving me a little kiss on the cheek as I got out of the car. When I walked in, my buddy and his brother were seriously considering calling the police to report me as missing.
Sounds like it turned out a good night for you Duke,and a happy ending with decent folks.It's a scary feeling not remembering in that state,I think someone was watching over you that night.
 
Hmmm....Ok it involved going to another university for a weekend of partying with a friend whose brother was in a fraternity there. In those days I drank tequila, lots of it. We started drinking early and by the time of the party that evening I was really drunk.

The last thing I remember was looking for the bathroom. The next thing I knew I was waking up in a state of undress in bed with a very large girl who was just lying there grinning at me. (Penthouse bit.) She then said something about breakfast, so we went down stairs where she introduced me to her parents just as they were tucking into a huge stack of pancakes. Her dad was a philosophy professor at the university, both of them were also quite large. The four of us sat at the breakfast table, eating and chatting like I was an old family friend. They seemed fine with the fact I spent the night with their daughter in their home.

She drove me back to the frat house, giving me a little kiss on the cheek as I got out of the car. When I walked in, my buddy and his brother were seriously considering calling the police to report me as missing.
I'm gonna be good and just laugh quietly here....:p
 
Hmmm....Ok it involved going to another university for a weekend of partying with a friend whose brother was in a fraternity there. In those days I drank tequila, lots of it. We started drinking early and by the time of the party that evening I was really drunk.

The last thing I remember was looking for the bathroom. The next thing I knew I was waking up in a state of undress in bed with a very large girl who was just lying there grinning at me. (Penthouse bit.) She then said something about breakfast, so we went down stairs where she introduced me to her parents just as they were tucking into a huge stack of pancakes. Her dad was a philosophy professor at the university, both of them were also quite large. The four of us sat at the breakfast table, eating and chatting like I was an old family friend. They seemed fine with the fact I spent the night with their daughter in their home.

She drove me back to the frat house, giving me a little kiss on the cheek as I got out of the car. When I walked in, my buddy and his brother were seriously considering calling the police to report me as missing.
Dancing with Jose can make for some good memories huh???....lol...stories that start with " remember that time......"....
 
I'm not going to tell my "scariest" story as it involves a lost weekend from my college years. It tends to take on a bit of a "Penthouse Forum" bent at one point, then just gets weird. I never did figure out how I got to where I woke up that fateful morning.
Haha, when you open your eyes and you don’t recognize the wall. Been there lol. We will keep that story to ourselves lol.
 
Probably the phone call from my neighbor informing me that a pack of dogs was attacking my animals. It was early morning. A half fed German Shepard and her half grown pups were throwing chickens and rabbits all over the yard in a blood frenzy. I held them off with a shovel for a while. I had to make the heart reaching decision to run for the phone to get help. (Crappy neighbor ). This was before cell phones. The attack continued when I left. I lost about 30 chickens and a dozen rabbits. Worst morning ever.