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"We Hid Our Entire Stash of Beer in the Ceiling Tiles"

March 3, 2009 at 2:58 PM | by | Comment (1)

Oh, if only those hotel walls could talk ... but they can't. Fortunately, you can!

We want to hear all of your scandalous Hotel Room Confessions. From the racy to the incriminating to the sorta-nasty, if it happened in a hotel room, we wanna know about it. Anonymity is assured and you don't even have to list the hotel's name unless you want to, but please do try to set the scene by including a location and maybe some details on the room.

We're back again with another installment of Hotel Room Confessions, where we cleanse your guilty soul by airing out your dirty laundry on the Internet (we're so good to you). This particular tale comes from a reader who, like many of us, had a very, very special prom night in a hotel room — but not quite the way you're thinking.

Senior year of High School. After prom. Jersey Shore. It went from a group of 10 friends staying in a hotel in Seaside Heights to a group of 100 sort-of friends staying in a hotel in Seaside Heights, so it was basically a recipe for disaster. The cops were coming into our rooms and doing random checks for booze since we were obviously underage, even in the middle of the night, which wasn't so bad because we were all awake and wasted anyway.

But whenever the cops came, we would hide our entire stash of beer in the ceiling tiles. At one point (we counted) we had 200 beers hidden in the ceiling. As a memento, at the end of the trip, my buddy and I stole part of a pipe out of the area of the ceiling where we hid the beers. He still has it. We ignored the "ssss" sound that was coming from the ceiling as we left.

You stay classy, New Jersey.

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i think we are soulmates

i used to do the same thing, except it was the ceiling of my parent's basement. they have since sold the house. not sure if the new owners ever discovered it, althought i've often thought about that.

like i envisioned the family watching tv in the basement when the beer bottles suddenly crashed through the ceiling.

juliana on March 4, 2009 at 9:27 AM #Permalink

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