Ok here's another one.
I'm a waitress at an Irish Pub on the weekends. It's my second job and I LOVE it.
Two of our regulars, Tom and Whitney, are in their early 30's and they recently bought a house.
Well Tom decided that he wanted to build a bar in the basement. It took him about a month, but it was finally finished. He invited a whole buttload of us from the bar over to his house to tap the first Guiness keg.
The party was a blast. About 15 of us ended up in the hottub, including our General Manager, Mac(who's gay), me, my boyfriend, Tom(the owner of the house), and a few others.
SOMEHOW, a bottle of Irish Mist is in the hottub being passed around. I have about 3-4 gulps of it. Not smart. Tom then tells me that there's a pool on who gets naked first. It's up to $200 and it's going to be donated to the firehouse(Tom's a fireman).
WELL. ANYTHING FOR THE FIREHOUSE!!(of course, I found out later that there was no pool. Yeah. Awesome.) I whip off my bathing suit and throw it off the balcony, where it lands on someone's head standing down below. Whoops. Later, my bathing suit, along with my jeans, bra, and mesh shorts would get shot out of the potato gun that Tom had built earlier that day.
My bathing suit bottoms are still in the tree, 2 months later.
Anyway, that's not the embarrassing part. After everyone is basically naked, a bottle of Grand Marnier somehow comes into the hottub. Don't remember this - but I heard a drank a good amount of it. A bottle of Dom Perignon is later added to the mix.
All of a sudden, I have to pee. Keep in mind, there are 15 people in the hot tub, and about 15 people at the table on the deck NEXT to the hottub. All close friends/coworkers/regulars at the bar I'm at every weekend.
I scoot up onto the edge of the hottub. Still naked. I'm facing everyone in the hottub. As I scoot up, I guess I forgot to swing a leg over to get OUT of the hottub, because I fell over backwards. Fell about 2 feet down onto the wood deck. Naked. SPLAYED for everyone to see.
My boyfriend quickly jumped out and covered me with a towel, while LAUGHING HIS ASS OFF.
I think I might have cried for a while. I don't know. What I DO know is that I had about 4 bruises the next day on my ass and thighs.
Thank you, Mist and GM. I salute you.