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me: yes. spilled some coke on it once
Still shocked I managed to wash it out of the sheets.
i'd drunk quite a lot and then smoked weed. i was very confused and remember being pretty sure that i couldn't get up, so i went where i was and eventually fell asleep. was getting a new bed anyway so it wasn't a big deal.
i think two, maybe three mates have pissed themselves when sleeping over down the years, a couple on sofas, one in a spare room. none of them cleaned up after themselves or admitted it.
i'm sure you virgins will try and claim that drinking to the point of wetting yourself is in some way not normal.
Once I wasn't even in my bed. I crashed out at a house party and was snuggling with some girl on my mates sofa. I woke up and realised I had done a big old piss all over myself and (due to the close proximity) all over herself. I crept out before anyone had woken up and ran all the shame out of my body.
No one ever mentioned it
--- until I decided bring it up infront of everybody (I've nurtured an environment where full disclosure is normal. So, for consistency, I decided to disclose that I had disclosed a big yeasty piss all over her forearm and thigh.)
One night we went out, got pissed on Sailor Jerrys, and - in the middle of the night - I decided to pull back my foreskin and shower Andy in a terrific arch of spice infused piss. I don't know why I thought this was an appropriate gesture of consolation.
but other areas of my room haven't been quite so lucky
just because i could. i wasn't being a brat or anything, i just distinctly remember having this feeling of dissociation where i knew it was bad and i knew i wouldn't like it but i did it because i knew i could. hard to describe.
I'm not entirely sure I like the suggestion that a post about someone pissing their bed should have anyone thinking "AHA! This sounds like the exact sort of thing legendary board user -dan- would have something to say about".
the day before did 15 shots of sambucca in 15 mins for a bet. pissed the bed.
P.s. (belated) happy birthday!
MEET THE FUCKING BEDWETTERS!! :'D
please don't start a thread about this
i am BEGGING you
Are.. are you a bear?
in the smoking area. I was wasted and really really needed a piss, so was essentially doing an Iish jig throughout the conversation. I was so engaged in said conversation, which I believe was about how much I love Didier Drogba, that I decided to just piss myself instead of going inside.
I then told her I needed a piss, despite it being too late, went down a nearby alleyway, jumped over a wall and ran home. Alcohol is bad.
and spent the night at my best friends house. Slept in the same bed and pissed all up in it. Woke up in the middle of the night in a panic, stressed out and walked around in the halls until his mom heard me and came out. I dont remember much after that except i woke up and everything was in order, new clothes, new bedding, no clowning from my friend. I guess she went all *mr. wolf* on it http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wWmRTjLRMfU
Strange enough, the last thing I remember before I fell asleep originally was watching the Paranoid Android video on MTV ... hmm
it ain't the choco corn flakes we got lined up for breakfast, it's the pissy sheets in my bed.
I done that thing where you remain still to the point of numbness. I feel which way my cock was ''leaning'', so I done a little piss to figure it out.
Didnt smell of anything so I dont think I pissed myself, but in my heart I probably know that I actually threw up and wet myself
then proud bedwetting
So people just pooed in bread bags and lobbed them on stage. is this true, I imagine youd know?
Nothing as uncouth as a bread bag
and then I took off my clothes, wandered about the party in the nude, thought the bedroom was the bathroom and peed on the pile of coats everyone left up there then got in bed with the girl's mum when she came home and did a bit more naked wandering about JUST IN CASE NO ONE SAW THE FIRST TIME. Mortified.
although i did wet myself once in year 1 cos I was doing some group work or something and an assistant teacher was helping our group and i really liked her but i needed a wee but i didn't wanna miss her or something so i just held it in, but yeah i ended up pissing myself.
bareback anal only
No wonder she called it a day.
i wet myself in class once because my friend told me that the toilets were haunted by "the ghost of john" and i was too scared to go in there.
we were on a train from zagreb to split overnight. we bought a couple of tins in the zagreb station's little market and put on some music in our compartment. after about 15 minutes and things getting a little rowdy one of the most intimidating men i've ever seen slams the compartment door open and tells us all to shut it in very broken english.
this guy was 6'5" or so, and had that slightly mental eastern european je ne sais quoi. the four of us sit in terror, no idea how to respond before two kiwis follow the croatian bloke into our compartment, giggling away. turns out this guy regularly had to do the journey back and forth between zagreb and split and so made a habit of bring a bottle of home-distilled vodka (raki basically) each time he did.
we were invited to join them and share this offering. honestly one of the foulest things i've ever tasted. the bloke reckoned it was around the 80% mark, no idea if that was the case but needless to say it was lethal.
after a couple of hours and more than my fair share i got up to go to the toilet but was to drunk to make it all the way. apparently i walked out of the compartment and just started pissing against the wall as if at a urinal. best part was the fact that i didnt even get my cock out whilst at my imaginary urinal. i have no memory of any of this but my friends assure me that i was able to repeat the trick before they finally managed to get me to lie down.
amusing side note is that my friend was cleaning my mess up with a plastic bag (!?) which he then tossed out of the window, only for this piss-sodden plastic bag to wrap around the face of one of kiwis who was smoking out of the window. my friend lied and claimed the liquid was beer and managed to avoid getting his head caved in.
worst journey ever.
I have a similar one (my most told and best received story of all time, without a doubt) about me and my friends being got drunk on homemade vodka by a bunch of Russian soldiers on a train. But sadly it doesn't involve piss so it's not one for here.
bedwetter roll call
I pissed myself on a bus the day the grand opening of our new bridge (the old new bridge cowcow) on a red double decker, infront of thousands. I was only young.
Again one day when i was coming back from school.. i often nearly wet myself on that journey home. Youd think id learn to go to the toilet before i left. One day, i just couldnt hold it in. So i just went, then walked the rest of the journey home, trying not to be spotted. I was about 14 :/
Then again, when i was a bit older on my first drinking session EVER. i have a scar on my knee from that night too. I hardly drink now.. this is probably why. My friend stripped me off and put me in her bath when we got home.. told me not to boke. But i did. The whole thing would have went unnoticed too if it hadnt of been for my younger cousin, who got home and grassed us all up because her mum smelt drink on her.
ive never wet the bed. Dont know if this is better or worse.
i drank loads of booze and smoked loads of weed and then pissed myself in bed while sharing the bed with my girlfriend. standard.
ha ha Mr Pissy.
`ha ha Mr Pissy Balls`
Which I thought was a bit grim but amusing until I needed a mattress.
quite happy to have continued sleeping in it for a while?
This was after we split up. I was still pretty disturbed that he wee'd on 'my side'.
Not for many years though, so I can probably throw away the nappies.
I <3 this word
Like MIRACULOUS but said wrong and scottish/oirish
I was pure moroccers last night, so ah wiz.
but, on the way home one beautiful sunny sunday afternoon, having been up since Friday morning, having drunk quite a lot and imbibed a lot of perty much everything I could, i began to wonder what it would be like to piss myself.
So I tried to piss myself, but couldn't, having not long before then pissed in some bushes. So, I went and got a 2 litre bottle of Irn Bru and some cigarettes, found a nice spot to sit down and then necked the soft drink as quickly as I could. Then waited.
Then pissed myself. Then walked home feeling quite happy about what had happened.