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A women I work with was at a raucous St. Patty’s Party downtown Chicago in the late 90s. She was doing shots, and dirty dancing with this guy from Ireland, whom she ended up taking back to her place. The two of them rock & rolled all night, and the next morning, as he slept it all off, she went to the corner to get them a Starbucks and a paper.

She came back about 30 minutes later to find her front door open, the water in her bathroom running, and the guy gone from where he had slept just 30 mins earlier.

Seems the robust Irish lad had a terrible case of explosive diarrhea in her bed, shooting a trail of thick-like-a-fine-stew saffron-colored poop over her comforter and sheets, and onto the wall about four feet away...he had then,... read more
Posted on 03/11/2010 at 02:57PM by Anonymous
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Though I'm not Irish, I once was asked to participate in the big St. Patrick's Day Parade in Chicago, representing the car dealership I worked at. Several of us were to walk alongside a green convertible with our dealer logo on it. So, we started out and about 15 minutes into the parade, the three of us on one side of the car simultaneously slipped and fell onto the pavement. I broke my arm. Another guy busted his tooth. The reason? A giant pool of vomit from drunken spectators. Gross.
Posted on 03/04/2010 at 01:16PM by Anonymous
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I was being semi-stalked by this guy I worked with. Nothing too alarming. He didn't follow me home or text me a million times a day. Nonetheless, he made it clear he was pining for me. So, Valentine's Day rolls around. There's a knock on my office door, and I look up to see the guy dressed as Cupid. Yep. In an oversized "diaper," a garland on his head and a quiver full of bows. He was holding a dozen roses and a heart-shaped box of candy. I was mortified. For him and for me. I'd like to say I thought he was charming and we ended up together. Instead, I reported him to HR and he got transferred.
Posted on 02/07/2010 at 08:05AM by Anonymous
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On Valentine's Day, I decided to sneak home early from work to make a spectacular romantic meal for my husband. Wine, steaks, gourmet cheeses. When I walked in the door, I saw his briefcase in its usual spot. I thought to myself, "awww......he's going to surprise me, too." Well, he did, allright. I walked in the bedroom to change and found him with two guys in bed. The worst part? He invited me to join them.
Posted on 01/26/2010 at 09:39AM by Anonymous
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I was in 3rd grade. I was visiting my cousin, Eric, at his house the day before Valentine’s Day and I brought my little cards with me to work on to have them ready to pass out in class the next day. I thought I would be really amusing and cross out all the nice words and write incredibly means words instead.

So instead of, “I like you! Be my friend”, we crossed out “like” and wrote “hate.” Then, we added, “You can’t” in front of “Be my friend.”

I did this kind of thing to everybody’s card in my class except for the spiky-haired girl I was afraid of.

The next day, everyone opened his or her cards and I was laughing, enjoying my prank. Then, suddenly, I realized everyone was really angry with me. They ... read more
Posted on 01/23/2010 at 07:58AM by Anonymous
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