Alright, let's hear them. Mine, one of my many, was in Singapore.

Got really drunk and tried to find a hotel hot tube. Found the pool. But we figured the hot tube must be on the roof. At some point during the search, I decided to call it quits. My friend, though, he decided to go to the roof one way or another.

I woke up some time later while hotel security was in our room escorting his drunk ass back. He had scaled the building like Spiderman and passed out on someone's balcony. They didn't call the police because that would have made the hotel security look bad in the press.

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