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Originally Posted by gargamel

On the night of my last law school exam, a loaded classmate rented out a bar and pre-paid a $10,000 bar tab. He kept telling everyone that we needed to drink more for him to get his money's worth, so I was happy to oblige, but that much alcohol and a week's worth of studying-induced sleep deprivation was a bad combination.

I woke up the next morning in my bathtub wearing a girl's purse as a necklace, but there was no sign of the girl or my wallet. Thankfully a cop called me later that day to tell me that he'd found my wallet, but he asked if I remembered where I'd left it. I said I was pretty sure I'd lost it during my cab ride home the previous night. The cop laughed and told me that wasn't a taxi; it was a police car, but I had told him that he was the best cabbie ever. I guess I left me wallet there when I'd gotten it out to pay my fare.

When I went to the police station to pick up my wallet, the officer shouted, "that's the guy I was telling you about" to his fellow cops and pointed at me. They all laughed. I've never felt such pride and shame at the same time, but it turned out to be a pretty good night, at least for me. Not so much for the girl who'd entrusted me with her purse at the bar only to have me walk off to hail a police car, causing her to spend the night sleeping in the vestibule of her building.

You probably crapped on the floor at MacDonlds too