In a perfect world, everyone would stay thoroughly hydrated during a night out on the town, and the night would end with adults slumbering in their own beds, safe and sound after a night of debauchery. But anyone who has partied knows this isn't how things go down, many times the wildest nights transition into disoriented, headache-filled, mornings where you wake in a mysterious location.
Of course, if waking in mysterious places is a pattern, it's probably time to cut back on the partying or at least moderate the drinking. That being said, having a tale or two under your belt doubles as entertaining dinner conversation and a reminder to hit the water on those crazy nights.
I once woke up in a snowbank with a dog licking blood off my face. I was walking home wasted in the middle of winter and I slipped on some ice and went face first into the pavement - my hands were in my pockets so I didn't catch myself. I sat down on the snowbank and grabbed a handful of snow to put on my face to stop the bleeding. I had planned to stand up and walk home after a few minutes when the blood wasn't still pouring out of my chin, but it was late and I was tired and drunk. I fell asleep. Woke up several hours later with a dog licking the blood from my face.