23 People Share The Most WTF Thing They Ever Saw At A Party

A hay bale, on fire, and pushed down a back road with a dodge pickup. Impromptu cow riding. Pulling seadoo’s and boat on dirt roads. Battering ramming a camper into a fire pit. Playing paintball from junker vehicles that still run.

10. Caribbean wedding gone wrong (or very right?)

Two close friends had a destination wedding in the Caribbean. They ditched the reception, so there was no bouquet throw, conga line or anything.

It was an open bar, so everyone got wasted. The bride’s uncle punched me, a random guy pulled my hair. We created a mosh pit, which became so slippery the DJ had to make a short pause so it could be mopped.
One of my friends wanted to run into the sea, another was screaming “Orgy!” and “Hooray for sex!” every now and then.

After that, we went to a bar where we met the wedding photographers. One of them hit on one of my friends, and we are pretty sure he roofied a couple of us.

The next morning I had my second worst hangover, and at one point there were bridesmaids puking at the sink, toilet and bath tub at the same time.

The kicker? It was a rather conservative Christian wedding.

11. WTF??

Some guy decided it would be idea to see if it was possible to make dog-human hybrid so he tried to get in bed with a girl and brought his dog with him. FORTUNATELY she came to her senses and GTFO of there.

12. Oh Andy…

I was at a party with Andy. He isn’t the smartest drunk.. So Andy, drunk off his ass, stumbles over to the fire pit, looks at the fire, and passes out falling face first into it. Pretty scary shit.

You know how kids will fuck up sometimes but instead of quickly fixing what ever they fuck up, they just sit there and stare at it? Well the same thing happened with all the people standing close to Andy, they just watched him and his clothing start to catch fire.

The people’s reactions are what caught my attention so I ran over and a few other people helped me “stomp” Andy out. (We didn’t actually stomp on him)

He had some pretty bad burn marks but surprisingly didn’t have a great deal of damage.

13. Please say this is fake.

A guy on his hands and knees wearing only tight black leather boxer briefs and a matching mask with shockingly realistic-looking antlers was moaning and grunting “oh yeah, make me dash away” as a young woman with a Santa Claus hat relentlessly slammed a huge black boot against his ass, harder and harder each time.

After staring at this spectacle for some amount of time that I wasn’t quite able to gauge (there were about twenty other people in the room at the time, most of whom were staring in shocked silence, as I was) and the woman had stopped and set the boot down for a moment, I heard the guy mutter in a low voice that was almost inaudible from the leather over his mouth, “light up the tree.” With no hesitation, the woman pulled a stun gun from out of her pocket and took it to the front of his briefs.

As mixed yet uniformly strong responses came from the other spectators around me and the guy shrieked into the carpet upon which he collapsed, apparently at the zenith of pleasure as well as pain, I turned away and headed for the door. I had been there for a while by that point anyway.

14. Parties at Crystal’s house doe…

I have seen some shit…

When I was young there was a house. This house was a place of parties, and those parties where things of legend. You have not been to a party until you went to a party at Crystal’s house. Here are a few small stories.. just a taste really.

One of the earlier parties got a little congested. People had a hard time moving around upstairs, so someone decided to make a little bit of space in our host’s bedroom by throwing all her furniture out the window.

One of the later parties involved an abduction. A pick up truck backs into the driveway and four or five guys hope out. They call for one of the local farm type guys and he comes out with a few other people. As soon as the farm guys comes out the visitors all jump on him, and before anyone can even react they’ve tossed him into the back of the truck and they’re speeding away. After beating him for a bit they tossed him out of the back of the truck.

One of the regular party attendees had a habit of pissing everyplace when he drank. The fireplace, the jacuzzi (stand up on the edge pissing, not while sitting in the thing like a normal drunk), and once right in the middle of our host’s bedroom. The latter wouldn’t have been all that crazy except that several football players from the next town happened to be in the kitchen below. Imagine their delight when someone’s spilled beer stated dripping from the ceiling above. Now imagine their conviction for retribution when they found out if was piss. He managed to escape without loosing his teeth, but someone had to watch him at all the future parties. On a side bar: The last time I saw our protagonist he was shuffling down the road, towards his home, with his shoe laces tied together.

Right at the apex of one of the larger parties a reclusive punk type shows up. He acknowledges no one and makes his way the hosts pantry with a box. He steals every single bit of food from the house and once he’s loaded his car he returns to the house, heads to the fridge, and dumps one of the ice cube trays from the freezer into the sink. He then proceeds to piss in the tray before putting it back into the freezer. Without saying a word he looks around as us all watching him and without saying a thing he leaves. No one says a word about it, like it was normal. The silence about the event continues to the next day until when our host is spotted getting herself a tall glass of ice-water…

15. Frat bros can be the worst

Few years ago my former housemates throw a new years eve party with mostly people they know, I was outside the friend group and new to the house. One fratty guy gets wasted, opens a cabinet, and knocks some glasses that break on the floor.

I hear the smash and being sober go to try and clean up the mess. Fratty guy starts harassing me about being a stick in the mud and how I am a mother hen (I hadn’t met this fucko until that night). So I tell him to step on the broken glass and he gives me this dead eye stare, removes his shoe and sock and just stomps on the broken glass.

I went out to a bar and had a great rest of new years. Bonus : the kitchen floor was covered with dried blood and glass for 5 days afterward. Not my mess, fuck those people.