There is a story in the papers today about a lad in the UK who wandered into someone’s house after a night out and climbed into bed. The lady of the house, assuming it was her son, put a pillow under his head, thought it slightly odd that he politely said thank you and went back to bed herself. The next morning her husband calmly walked into the kitchen and proclaimed that there was a naked lad upstairs, who wasn’t actually their son.
Now, I don’t know what’s sadder here; the fact that that lad couldn’t find his way home, aged 30, or the fact that the lady of the house sounds like she’s used to putting her son to bed after a night out... aged 30.
Still, we’ve all done stuff in other peoples’ houses that we maybe shouldn’t have... haven’t we?
- “Hey Paula, back in the mid nineties myself and a few friends planned to spend the night in our friend Merv’s house, playing the Playstation till the early hours. When it was time to go to bed, one of the lads, Danny, decided to kip on the sofa so the rest of us headed up stairs, after some hours maybe 3am Merv’s Mom came down the stairs to get a glass of water and saw who she thought was her eldest son John asleep on the sofa and said in an annoyed voice, what are you doing there, have you no bed of your own to go to? Danny lay frozen under the blanket pretending to be asleep. Next morning we got up and there was no sign of Danny - turns out as soon as it was bright, maybe 6am, he got up and hitchhiked home. It wasn’t until we were sitting at breakfast that Merv’s mom said what were you doing, sleeping on the sofa? Merv said, who Danny? Took ages to convince him that she did actually like him and it was mistaken identity!”
- “Paula at an ex’s house, I had been out... I woke up and didn’t know where I was and I ended up going for a wee IN A WARDROBE. We are now exes.”
- “Paula my little fella ripped all the wallpaper off an entire wall in the hall of my friend’s house. I was mortified, took my eyes off him for 2 minutes.”
- “Paula my friend had a party at her parent’s house when we were 18. The full works – 3 days of pure debauchery. Didn’t expect the parents home and they walked in on me in a flamingo costume, dancing on their couch in a very smoky and dirty front room. Only thing worse that having your parents shout at you when you’re an adult is having someone else’s parents shout at you when you’re an adult.”
- “Paula I sneaked my boyfriend into my room via the window many moons ago. Fell asleep and woke up to my dad with a face like thunder standing over us.”
- “Hi Paula - after staying at a friend’s house after a late party. Woke up the next morning and came down stairs to the sitting room. Most of the lads were up and I was parched and by the looks of things they had been to the shops. I picked up the first can I saw which was Coke. I took a big gulp to find it was being used as an ashtray. YUCK!”
- “Paula, my brother and his friends used to live across the road from a nightclub and one night they were in another town and my brother was a little worse for wear. He walked out of a nightclub across the road to a house, thinking it was his own, and fell asleep on the couch. The owner came down the next morning found him there. After a little explaining to her and the gardai, he was allowed go with a warning!”
- “Morning Paula. Many many moons ago, I was at my girlfriend’s house and we were, well, playing our favourite game when her parents came home. I was stuffed into a wardrobe and my clothes flung in after me. When girlfriend deduced that there was no other escape route she sent me out the 1st floor window. As I sat on the sill, I said I couldn't make the jump, to which she replied she loved me, and then proceeded to push me out the window!!! What a girl. Cheers!” - Conor
- “Morning Paula, many years ago when sharing a house with a friend we invited a girl from work over... Mad to impress her we gave our bathroom a quick lick of paint. Hours later we both stood in horror as we saw this girl with a big white stripe down the side of her black dress. Yikes!”
- “Paula this is shameful. Once I went back to a girl’s house, next morning at about 8.30 she woke me and told me I'd have to leave as she still lived at home and "dad gets angry". I had to get out the window and sneak away, only her mother spotted me so I let on I didn't see her, knocked on the front door and asked if Angela was in. She was lol. Her Dad even made me breakfast lol!” - Niall
- “Heya Paula, I lived with a buddy in college every year. We lived in one estate in 2013 and in 2014 we lived in a completely different estate. We went out one night and, long story short, my buddy woke up in our house from the previous year on the couch. Still to this day he hasn’t a clue how. He got up and just walked out following morning...!”
