The best night of your life...let us know.

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ok so everyone here know that theres that one night youre taking to the grave as the best night youve ever had. no matter what it is, youre sure as hell not forgetting it, and if youre lucky enough, youll have documentation to remind you of the great times that were had.

heres mine. plymouth state university this past winter (i go to university of new hampshire, but if you find the right people, like i sure as HELL did, youll go up every weekend too. plus, mike stack's drives to loon while you get drunk in the back are nothing short of heavenly). well, one lovely february evening, we ventured from the blues (if ya dont know em...well you missed out on an era of the hardest partying you may have ever experienced in your ENTIRE life) off to kevins place in student apartments. kevin bicknell, dont worry, hes big. anyway, turns out a whole crew of the sickest people ever, apart from the twenty or so that we brought, all showed up.

a night full of pbr, dancing, and yelling til my vocal chords were mangled beyond repair ensued, and better friends than anyone could imagine were all there. after a series of beer storms, gg allin tunes, and two, yes TWO tables broken from too much dancing atop them, we managed to clear out all of those non-committed folk and were left with nothing but the real lifers. best night of my life, im telling you. thanks to stack, dirt, beck, joelpratt, swords, al, sars, rego, little girl, chrissy, the brothers bicknell, and the rest of the participants, willing or not, for providing such an epic night.

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it was the best night of my 20 year old life and im more than willing to admit it.

post stories of the best night of your life. what went down, who was there, and why it holds a place in your heart that wont ever be forgotten. pictures will be great too!

enjoy boys and girls, i hope this helps to bring back some great memories.
 
Best night of my life? My friends birthday entitled Kirbys Electric Kool-Aid Acid test.

It consisted of 2 kegs of killian, a vile of acid, and about 130 totally gorked out undergrads in one house. My friend blasting live drum n bass music and just insane party for like 16 hours straight. Best night ever.
 
see, this guys got it! its all a matter of feel. youll know if ya got it.

and yes...half naked guys all night. beliiiiiiiiiieve me if you witnessed the 'afterparty' of sorts, youd have quite a few less gay remarks to make on the subject. just let it be said that everyone managed to find someone THAT night.
 
i can dig that!!

here's to about 50 hits of acid, an empty house, beautiful music, 20 of my best friends, 50broken glow sticks and a night that none of us will ever forget!!

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in the next few weeks i'll be working hard to top it, but it is going to be quite the challenge.
 
you can say cool story hansel all you want, i don't care because to me it just means you're jealous.

best night of my life = sitting at home, get a call, the girl i fell in love with wants me to come over cause her and her friend (whom i am am already familiar with and i think is hot)are bored. so i walk the kilometer up to my love's house. arrive, her younger brother (who at the time i am practically best friends with, i know, not a good idea) answers the door and lets me in because he thinks i am there to hang out with him. i hang out with him for about five minutes then tell him i am going to go see how his sis is doing. he thinks nothing of it because this is a pretty regular thing. so i go up to her room and her and her friend talk about some shit with me for a while (i don't remember the topic because it was irrelevant). we head downstairs (to the spare bedroom across the hall from the media room where the younger bro is playing halo or something)and they say they want to play a game with me. so they push me down onto the bed, take the pillowcase off of a a pillow, and blindfold me with it, then tie my hands behind my back with another one. then they tell me they need some whipped cream so they run upstairs to get it. i see my chance and immediately whip out my phone and dial most of my close friends. i get through to one of them, a colombian dude, and tell him i am blindfolded in a basement or something, before hanging up because i can hear footsteps approaching the door.

the door creaks open, i'm lying on this bed, clothes still on, blindfolded and tied up. a male voice says "oh". it's the younger brother. he closes the door and i hear him walk back into the media room and shut that door.

girls come back with whipped cream, not that i can see it but they tell me they found it. they proceed to strip off my pants and take turns blowing me. then they take off the blindfold and start stripping for me. i'm still tied up, once they are fully naked they jump onto the bed and untie me. 45 min. of the most exhausting sex i have ever had ensues (at one point i am lying on my back, girl i love is bouncing on my pole while her friend is sitting on my face, and both of them are making out over top of me).

by the time we are done, younger brother has thankfully left the house, i get dressed, go home, and my parents have sushi (my personal fave)waiting on the dinner table for me.

there was another night i have been told that i got even more play, but i was too drunk to remember so it doesn't count. all i can say is that i woke up naked on the living room floor of the same girl from the previous story's house, surrounded by 5 other naked, passed out girls. we've never said a word about it (probably because none of us knows what happened).
 
^ oh jesus, i forgot to mention, on Monday i went to school and my Colombian friend thought that i had been kidnapped because of what he heard me say on the phone to him. we still laugh for a long time whenever that one gets brought up, he was seriously freaking out, trying to call me back all weekend and shit because he thought i was tied up in a basement, blindfolded. he said the last thing he heard me say was "oh shit, gotta go, they're coming back down the stairs." and then he didn't sleep for two nights.
 
Skiing at the top of timberline with my best friend his girl and mine, getting fucked and hitting rails in the pitch dark. it was by far the coolest thing i have ever done
 
dude if you knew they guy you would be laughing even harder, he has this colombian accent and everything so sometimes it's hard to understand what he's saying, it took me at least five minutes to realize he thought i had been kidnapped.
 
shit, that sounds dope, i've always freamed about getting fucked on a skihill, but at night in the dark with rails that even more dope than i could have imagined. you must lead one amazing life, my friend.
 
hahaha its even funnier now that i think about it cause my friend is chilean/spanish and sometimes has these weird moments where his accent is strong and he says the wrong words and i have a really funny story about camping with him and these 2 girls but i dont wanna share cause its embarrsing for some people (not me)
 
The place: Grand Rapids, MI

The exact date: Cant really remember (see below)

The concert S.O.A.D. and The Mars Volta

The drink: one tweleve pack enjoyed atop a local parking garage.

The story: Get hammered with brother, enter concert, enter pit, smoke two joints with local hippies during The Mars Volta "Frances the Mute", dance with two local chicks, get crushed in the S.O.A.D. pit.

Here are the pics: (embedding disabled)

http://youtube.com/watch?v=cTtuNseSjuo

http://youtube.com/watch?v=sj4m3gdkIp4
 
does he sound like fez?

my best night was last year, i was in the Uk on this people to people trip and this majorly hot girl wanted my cock(idk y, im a ugly kid) so about 20 of us get some amazing pot and then this girl takes me back to her room and gives me head, i dont know if it went ne farther all i remember is my friend slade walking in and hes like some naked ppl are already in here
 
its a tie between 3

pitt beats wvu 13-9
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pitt beats duke at madison square garden (i was there gettin shitty with my dad, a great night on all acounts)
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steelers beat seahawks in superbowl xl
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This is the most eventful evening I've had to date. Sorry it's Long:

Last fall my fraternity rented out the entire VIP upstairs of this club here in Pittsburgh, for a party/mixer with a sorority. I was only 20 at the time. We knew ahead of time that only 21 year olds would get wristbands to order drinks, but because the whole upstairs was reserved only for us, the bouncers could basically turn their head if hey saw someone drinking without a wristband.

Before we all met at our house and pre-gamed and took 9 Limos down. I'm pretty buzzed by the time I get in the door. We head upstairs, and I see that one of our bartenders was the sister of a kid that played on my hockey team in highschool. I immediately start talking to her, and she not only starts serving me without a wristband but I'm drinking for free. Legit. It's 11 PM and I'm pretty drunk. I hit it off with this hot chick in the sorority we were with. Dancing making out the whole shabang. Well it's midnight and she says she wants to leave, and go to a different club. I tried to tell her I can't because I definitely can't get in there cause my fake ID was taken from me. But she told me not to worry about it. I was too drunk to even question her again. We run out of the club. This is the point in the story where are the planets, moon, and stars perfectly aligned for me.

We walk down the street... ***I found 5 dollars on the sidewalk***

I have no idea where she's taking me. But all of a sudden we start walking up to the biggest, most upscale nightclub in the city. There's a line literally wrapping around the building of people waiting to get in. I'm like wtf, why did we come here. She leads me straight up to the door. She starts talking with the bouncers and the manager standing at the door. The last couple shots from the other club are starting to set in and I have no clue wtf is going on. All of a sudden I get welcomed into the club, no ID check, no cover charge, and the club manager gives us VIP wrist bands and 2 drink vouchers each. We grab a drink, and head to the upstairs dancefloor, but I guess we accidentally stumbled into some chicks super-18th birthday party or something where you couldn't have alcohol. The bouncer there took our drinks and started escorting us out of the club. We get down to the front door, and the manager started bitching the bouncer out, and gave us more drink vouchers. We go to a different dance floor and dance for a while, then she says she has to go to the bathroom. So i go and sit at the VIP bar and wait for her.

I'm sitting there next to this jacked black dude who is sitting next to this smoking chick. His chick goes to the bathroom too and all of a sudden he turns to me and asks me if I want to help him kill the rest of his bottle of Ciroc. In between being fucked up off my ass and shocked that he asked me this. I noticed it was Willie Parker (running back for the Steelers). So i'm sitting there taking shots with Willie Parker, and the girl I'm with comes back from the bathroom and says she wants to go home. I think I slurred a "good-bye Willie" shook his hand, and we left. We walk outside and i get my phone out trying to look for a cab number cause we missed the limos going back from the other club. All of a sudden a shuttle bus pulls up right in front of us, the driver opens the door and says "William Pitt Student Union". It was like another fucking miracle, cause i didn't have a number for a cab. We went home and got down to business.

Summary: Went out underage to 2 banging night clubs, didn't spend a penny, found 5 dollars, took shots with Willie Parker, and banged a hot chick.
 
not really night but best day and night... well one of the best. long but read it you might get a laugh or two.

so last day of school for seniors me and about 4 friends skip and decide were gunna go fishing and drinking. i wake around 7am and a begin to drive to my friends house on the way my alternator belt breaks and have to drive home about 4 miles without powere steering, i thought my day was gunna suck boy was i wrong. so my friend who is a junior told me about this river that is near this massive pond in the next town over with an island we can canoe out to and not be bothered. so we get to the path and the 5 of us beging to carry a heavy ass canoe down this path for at least a half a mile. so we start to see a clearing and get all excited, turns out it brought us to some fucking construction company, we were all pissed and exhausted from carrying the canoe so damn far. so we decide were just not gunna give a fuck and go to the well known pond and very public pond and find somewhere where we can drink most importantly and fish.

so we get there and go to the boat ramp and load 3 of us into the canoe and grab about 40 beers the fishing poles and whatever else we need. we canoe out to this "island" which turned out to be this very accessible peninsula. so after about an hour of driving around, hiking through some path that led to nowhere, and two canoe trips later we are finally all set to enjoy our fishing trip. so obviously the first thinng i reach for is a beer, i crack open the first one at approximatley 9:57 AM. and from there its down hill. i ended up watching everyone else fish and was the "designated drinker" and didnt cast a rod once that day. so as the day goes on we call up a few more of our friends and they decieded they want to come out and join us. so me being a little tipsy at this point i have had about 5 beers in about 2 hours not bad at all but i sure as hell dont want to do anymore canoing. so we sent out my hilarious friend to pick up two of our friends.

So
 
alright i dont know why that posted........

so the story continues.

so he begins to canoe back to the boat ramp, and it is a fairly windy day and there was this shallow part of the pond where vegatation and logs had surfaced and created a 1 foot underwater island. so the wind blows my friend caoning back onto the log and we look over and see my friend screaming. "i think i just hit atlantis!!!" we al die laughing because as he is saying this the canoe is propped up wheely like with nose at least a foot out of the water. so after another 10 minutes of struggling with atlantis and the wind he makes it to the boat ramp. on their way back they make good time since they now have 2 rowwers. so when they are a decent distance away from shore i decide im going to be a drunk asshole and start throwing rocks at them and see if they will flip over. so i yell out "let's normandy their ass!" as i throw rock after rock at them landing right next to the canoe splashing them with water as an artillary shell would have as if they were the the americans trying to land at normandy and we were the germans shelling them. i dont know why but first thing that came to mind. withing seconds my 3 other friends join me and barrage them with pebbles and close to boulders. sothey come ashore soaked and we all greet them and offer them a beer and apologizies are accepted.

after
 
this kid knows whats up. we all have those incredible nights where we are hanging with our best friend, and nothing can go wrong. but this guy did something that will probably never happen again to him. props, and i like the low claimage too.

 
ok so this past ski season was the first time i smoked and skied and the first time this happened was illin...I was night skiing and we met up wit these two kids who had some mad heady...we took the lift up, skied over to this Sobe bus thats used for mt. biking, and lit up inside...when we're done blazin we head down to the base (skiing through the pitch black and its snowing) epic journey down and then we get hungry so we go inside... get some pizza and by some wizzle for later...after about an hour more of skiing we head out and go home...when we get home we (me and 2 friends) crack open some beers and play some halo :)...eventually we wana blaze again but dont wana go far so we decided to bake out his sauna...so we did that and i have noooo clue how the smell went away but we're def. lucky...

Other best time was after prom party...got soooo fucked up on vodka and shit... hit some bowls in a homemade tinfoil piece...played some 'ruit...hot tubed...and crashed the fuck out on the floor and couldnt get up
 
hippy fest + live music playing all the time + 15,000 people + campsites everywhere + underage drinking legal + Drugs + good friends + ACID = best weekend of my life
 
fuck dude I envy you; I have never even been to a concert, let alone one as awesome as The Mars Volta.
 
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