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EPJulio EPJulio 26-30, M 20 Responses Sep 29, 2008

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Hey all, just wanted to announce that Just4Play was our winner with the most votes for her story, so congrats! An honorable mention to PrettyPixie that came in a very close second place. Thanks to everyone for participating and submitting some great stories. I'd encourage you all to post your comments as stories on this group as well!<br />
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Till next time...

when I turned 21 and the chief of police had to take me back to my party because I was walking down the street in the rain and in the mud puddles with a formal dress on and no shoes. I was the talk of the town for a while. LOL

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Do you want more than one???? Cuz I got hundreds!!! Let's see....parties with cops (on duty and off)? Check. Parties with fire...we've only heard one of mine but, yes. Check. Parties with OUT clothes...toga!, toga!, toga!, on a roof top. Check & double check. Parties with fireworks....DEFINITELY! Check a roony doony. What else ya want? Really, I got HUNDREDS! <br />
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Broke into the local swimming pool party? Check.<br />
Hot tub at the neighbors who I'm house sitting for party? Check. Trippin acid, kicked a$$ & stole the keg party? Check.<br />
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Gosh, those are just what I can remember off the top of my head!

We had a small party with two coworkers it ended up an adult theater. That was my wife and I first time in an adult theater. I could not believe what was going on there very exciting. I am positive my coworkers know about the activities. They wanted to watch my wife pull a train they got to see what they were looking for.

I have many, MANY awesome, some horrible party stories. Some were 'unplanned' parties, courtesy of the local authorities, when they (for REAL) entered my house with these lovely DEA badges, these black T-shirts, and came in out of what was supposed to look like a white van yelling, "Task Force...Open up!".<br />
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Then, there was the party when I was in college in the early 1990s which (of course) involved enormous amounts of alcohol, and 5 giant twister games...oh, and that involved police, too.<br />
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Then, a few years ago, now that we're all grown up, with our own homes and houses. The kids are in their teens by now, and they were all away on spring break- so one of our more affluent friends- with a gorgeous, almost palatial estate- opened up her home, pool (indoor and outdoor), pool tables, band, and bars! Well...it was a blast, and it was all well and good but, somehow there were pictures of my nipples on a few digital cams (Hmmmm??). Oh...booze again!<br />
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But...my BEST, party of all, was the one had for me June 6, 2008, at the beginning of this summer. Probably not the kind that will win any prizes on this group but- that was the date I celebrated one year of sobriety after almost 20 years of wild party stories. As many people were there, my 'one year sober birthday' meant sooo much to me. They had a cake with my name on it, a card was passed around- and there were SOOOOOO many people there, and by gosh, I knew all their names! They were there for me! That made me feel so good, I'm almost tearing up writing the blasted thing. They weren't there for the good times, for the wet bar (oh...there wasn't one), and I actually kept my shirt on the whole time- though, did get up and do a little jig on the table. The pile of cards, and well wishes I received to celebrate that day- and the good times that went on afterward- that was my BEST party of all! I only hope that I can someday have one of those parties for some of my 'old' friends.

Most memorable? That would be New Years Eve of "82" or was it "83"? It was such a good party I still can't remember much of it!

It wa my Sweet 16 Party...The day that I turned 16 I had to attend a preform in a concert for school...Well it was one of the best days in my life...I met the man thqt wrote all of the music...and he told of the days the he acted in all of the old tarzan movies...It was a blast...But after it was over...it became a really bad bummer...<br />
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I came home and foud out that my family had given me a party...and I was not even there... They had given me a nice cake...That they at most of it...My favorite Ice cream...That was all melted...(They forgot to put it back in the freezer...) The fancy candles...were blown out by my 8 year old sister....My favorite dinner...That the dog ate my plate of.....The gifts that my 12 year old brother opened...And when I asked my parents...What gives....I was told that I should have been home...And since I was not...Well that was just too bad...<br />
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Yea...I will never forget that party...Even if I was not there...

I really haven't let myself go wild at that many kicka** parties, considering that I'm still underage and my parents would kill me if they had to come bail their "sweet, innocent little girl" out of jail... but there was this one really crazy shindig where I put all the rules aside and things got completely nuts.<br />
It was the 4th of July and I finally agreed to go to a party with my sister who's 11 years older than I am. We ended up going to her friend's house and there was this whole to-do spanning across her and 2 of her neighbors' backyards. They had great music playing (you know, the usual stuff that's played at good old-fashioned stoner parties) and there were probably 30-60 people there at a time (though people were coming and going), so it was pretty packed as far as those types of get-togethers go.<br />
I'd promised myself that I was just going to have one drink, so I sat at a table sipping a Mike's lemonade with my sister and some of her friends that I'd met before. A couple of hours after getting there, I'd long since finished my drink and was getting ready to drive home, when the hostess announced that someone had picked up more drinks with the "fun" donations that had been gathered. So, I stayed and tried one of those new Mike's pomegranites and I was having such a good time that I found myself still at the party a drink or so later. <br />
At that point, I knew that I couldn't drive home (since I hadn't eaten anything that day and everything had gone to my head), but my father is really overprotective, so I had to call him with the excuse that "I can't come home because I'm too scared of the drunk drivers that are going to be on the road tonight." So, I went back to the party after making my phone-call and found that my sister's friend Brian (who gets insanely silly when he drinks) and his partner Billy had shown up with a karaoke machine. A little after midnight, someone got the great idea to have the three hosting-neighbors whip out multiple blenders... and then came my weakness... the Mudslides... oh god!<br />
I really don't remember much about what went down after that... the last thing that I can clearly recall was a hilarious moment when a plastered Billy and Brian were singing a slurred/lisping-soprano rendition of "Come On Eileen." After that, things are pretty blurry, though there are pictures of me doing some totally uncharacteristic stuff that I don't remember at all. Weeks later, I discovered that my memory lapse was due to the fact that my sister's punk-a** boyfriend and his druggie buddy slipped some vicodin in my drink (while I was in the bathroom) just to see what would happen.<br />
The next thing I knew, I was being awakened on a sofa-sleeper by someone's knee jabbing the small of my back, which is not exactly the wake-up call that a virgin wants to have, and I had no clue where I was... so, needless to say, I was terrified. When I finally worked up the courage to see who I'd gone to bed with, I was relieved to see that it was just my sister, though there was another girl in bed with us, too. I must have passed out, because I was still fully dressed and my high-heel clubbin' boots were still on... and I was surprised to find that someone during the night must have drunkenly braided my hair, which sucked because my hair is really long, so it hurt and took forever to get it untangled.<br />
Even though the party was a blast, the dazed mind-**** that I had the morning after and the terrible hangover that I suffered at work later that day have made me firmly resolve that I won’t be doing any more partying with my sister… at least not until winter break, anyway. lol

My most memorable party was when I had to pull workers stop by my house one Friday night, my wife entertained both of them for a while one of them suggested we go to an adult theater. That is when the fun really started as soon as we sat down one of my friends started working on her body of the men's gathered around us that really turn my wife on. My friend was playing with her suggested we went up to the balcony that is where the real fun was she pulled a real long train as the three of us watched I was never a source cited in my life to watch all these men lined up **** my wife I was surprised of the stamina she had. I always knew he had an endless appetite for sex. We have repeated this once a month for some time.

my best parties are the ones i don't remember too much about<br />
as the saying goes 'must of had a good time...cos i can't remember much'

My 19th Birthday party...let's see, that would have been in 1990. It was a killer blast of a get together alright! It fell on a Saturday and I had asked for it off from work a month in advance cuz I was gonna party! I invited everyone I knew & their friends too!<br />
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My best friend K and I were rooming together in this old house turned into an apartment building. We had a balcony off of our kitchen that we shared with the neighboring apartment...this guy we never saw. There was also a neat, although basically unusable, closet in the living room that had a set of stairs inside! I'm sure when the building was a house they went to the attic...anyway, K loved to hang out in that closet...especially when she was high...she's sit in the dark & set off the flash of her camera in there...then she'd giggle! LOL! I know I still have pix of the inside of that closet somewhere.<br />
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The apartment was pretty small and was U shaped because it was built over it's own entry stairwell...you could come in through a door into the kitchen or one around the opposite side into the bedroom hallway. Outside in the entry hall the two doors were opposite each other & marked 2A & 2B...confusing to most first time visitors to my abode. K and I loved to answer the "door" at the same time only each at our own door!!! We freaked so many people out doing this, it was one of our favorite things to do! Especially during parties cuz you know people are going to be drunk and it was just hilarious to mess with them like this!<br />
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So, the entire building was a "party palace" except for the strange young family who lived in one of the two apartments on the main floor. They never said anything about the constant partying that went on and just seemed to go right along with it. I mean I lived on the second floor and we could hear the stereo of the guys in the basement apartment! That's what I mean by "party palace" cuz the place was in full tilt party pretty much all the time.<br />
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There were so many people at this birthday party & we were really crowded...so, we kinda, sorta, broke in to the neighboring apartment via the adjoining balcony door...the neighbor was in rehab & had been gone for a long time...I figured it was the least he could contribute to the party as he had passed out drunk a few weeks earlier and set his mattress on fire...nearly sent the entire building up in flames! Hence his stay in rehab. So, the party was now throughout the entire second floor of the building....my friend S was such a dumba$$ that he was standing on the railing of the balcony peeing! People were throwing empty beer cans & bottles off the balcony with shouts of "look out below!" We were dancing, playing drinking games, just raising He!!.<br />
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Oh but the crowning event was when K got out her fire batons...yep, you read correctly, fire batons! She'd been a twirler in high school (she still has those things too)! OMG, it was so awesome to see her up on that balcony twirling fire to Alabama's "mountain music" (I watched from across the street at a friends house) and she really let em fly during the "fiddle" playing part of that song! Tossed em in the air, spun around and caught em! It was so cool! Whoohoo! Yeah!<br />
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I don't remember much after that.<br />
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The landlord came by the next day as we were cleaning up the aftermath. We spoke to him from the balcony, broom & garbage bag in hand...he asked if we were the ones who had the party. I told him yes, my birthday. He asked if we were the ones who'd been in the adjoining apartment & I said yes. He simply said to be sure to clean up the beer cans/bottles from the yard & not to go into that apartment again.<br />
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Whew! Happy Birthday to me! ;)<br />
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Do you want more than one???? Cuz I got hundreds!!! Let's see....parties with cops (on duty and off)? Check. Parties with fire...we've only heard one of mine but, yes. Check. Parties with OUT clothes...toga!, toga!, toga!, on a roof top. Check & double check. Parties with fireworks....DEFINITELY! Check a roony doony. What else ya want? Really, I got HUNDREDS!<br />
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Broke into the local swimming pool party? Check.<br />
Hot tub at the neighbors who I'm house sitting for party? Check. Trippin acid, kicked a$$ & stole the keg party? Check. Party with the entire national guard unit that my best friends dad ran? Check. Parties with recruiting officer Sgt. Chance? Check. College dorm building (the whole building) party? Check! Fort Hays State Wildcats BABY!!!! Block party? Check. Line the bed of a pickup with a tarp fill it with water drive around town throwing water balloons at friends party? OH YES! CHECK!<br />
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Gosh, those are just what I can remember off the top of my head!

The best party I ever went to hands down, was when I was in my early 20's. It was a holloween party held up in the mountains of Idaho from someone that had a large cabin there.<br />
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They hire people to scare everyone hiding in the dark in costumes all over the property.<br />
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The worse part was a maze you had to go through blind flolded just for starters to get into the party, it was a tunnel you had to crawl throught on your hands and knees.<br />
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It had crap all the way through, that you would lay your hands on that would make you scream upon touching it, like cooked spaghetti you thought were worms, carefuly placed fake spider the hit your face and you thought it was real, cow eyeballs hanging down that would bop you in the face! It was horrible,then someon would reach in, you not knowing and touch you somewhere(face, back, grab your hair) I was so creeped out going through that tunnel and feeling all that stuff I was in tears by the end of it. because you just didn't know what it was that you were touching or feeling all the way throught it!<br />
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Then just walking around outside with drink in your hand someone would come out of nowere and scare the crap out of you making you jump and spiling your drink all over the place. It was a real proper holloween party, I have ever seen or been to another one like it since. the person who owned the cabin went way out in decorationg, complete with blood split on the bathroom walls, a coffee table with a bloody hand (fake) but made to look real with a pool of fake blood all around it.<br />
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It made you wonder the whole time you were there if you were parting with creepy satanic worshipers' or was it just a good holloween party.

WAY TO MANY TO TELL... BUT HERE IS MY 1ST ONE..... I WAS 17 AND DRINKING WITH MY FRIENDS WE WERE DRINKING THE TEQUILLA WITH THE WORMS IN IT.....I ATE A WORM AND THE NEXT DAY I WOKE UP IN A DIFFERENT TOWN NAKED IN A JUCUZZI IN A STRANGERS HOUSE WITH MY BOYFRIEND AND NO ONE WAS HOME.....

Wow I just read some of the posts and to be honest my most memorable party was my 12th birthday party. You see my family was just one step away from being "extremely poor". So when my step-dad said he would hire tables, chairs, party lights and the pièce de résistance a jukebox.<br />
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Well everyone turned up (yay) and the party was great. We never ended up using the party lights (party ended waaaaaaaaay before it got dark) and it was hit and miss with the songs in the juke box (the person that had loaned it to us had haphazardly put the records in). It was the best birthday party I have ever had, most probably because since then I haven't had another birthday party.<br />
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Also to top it off my step-sister's birthday a few months later bombed so bad it wasn't funny. As you can tell we kinda had a competitive thing going on.

I am a huge sub-geek and have been chatting on line since early 1990s.<br />
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In 1996 I was turning 40 (on Halloween, exactly ..:>) and planned a party .. with 15 people I had never met!<br />
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For that weekend I opened my house to 15 people who came from all over the country (literally!) to party with me. I had been internetly linked to all of them for over 2 years and I had met a few of them prior to the weekend, but essentially these folks came from North Carolina, Tennessee, Illinois, Ohio, Massachusetts and Maine. I think there was one person from Iowa as well.<br />
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It was so much fun!! WE toured the local sites, had great take out .. slept on the floor and partied like rock stars!<br />
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And I can happily say many of us are still in touch 12 years later!

bacheloret party! it was certainly cRaZy!!! That is for sure! We were partying down in Hollywood. Yeah, the bride to be passed out! So did some other girl and I. I would never do it again but it was pretty wild.

This is my only EP friendly tale of party go wrong...<br />
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July 7th 2007! It was a 'birthday' party for a 'family member' and her kids...in Pomona CA. If you know anything about a SoCal Mexican b-day party, you know that typically there are 2 separate parties going on, one for the kids, and one for the grown folks. By the time the kids are gone or done, the REAL party gets jumping! <br />
So, we drink.... a lot...crazy huh?? <br />
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The gathering is going as most do until we start having some 'who can out drink who' type thing jump off. Oh, hell! I would love to tell you what happens in the subsequent hours...I can only tell what I was told. Seems as if ol Eric had enough drink to kill a small horse, and ended up screaming to heavens..."I am an FBI informant" and ran off into the night. Which, as it turns out means I ran about 275 feet and passed out on someones lawn. Vomit, and my dignity all over the place... dear ol Eric was escorted to the Pomona PD's drunk tank...When I was let out, I could not remember where in the hell the party was, and someone had taken my Cell and wallet of me at some point during the night. I begged for change in front of a 7-11 and got a bus ride home. Needless to say, when I drink in an unfamiliar location, I go easy on the sauce.

Oh sure.. Like I can tell that story!

Wow, I have a lot of party stories that I don't think I can share here... But here's a very cool party: Burning Man. thousands of people in the desert, dressed like characters from Mad Max going to a rave, gigantic multi-million dollar art sculptures, all-day-long dance parties with half-naked women swinging from trapezes overhead, fire-breathing everywhere, the list just goes on and on. I think its hard to come up with a larger and crazier party!