Stolen traffic cones, cab ride blackouts and painful cashpoint receipts: just some of the signs of a good (or very bad) night out. Cocktail-fuelled kleptomania aside, there's always one night that you'll always be telling your friends about. Like this one time, on South Bank...
What's your wildest night out story? Whether you blagged your way backstage or woke up spooning in a Soho doorway, we want to know.
Save face and share anonymously using the form below, or be brave and tell us on Facebook or Twitter.
Your amazing trollied tales could make it into our mag - we'll be picking our favourites for a feature.