Oh yeah!
Not this year but a few years ago, the Christmas party overflowed into a local pub, a drunk colleague managed to throw up on the MD’s shoes. The MD was very good about this.
He then proceeded to start clowning about moving pool balls on one of the tables at which the MD was playing. The local who was the challenger in the match took objection to this and when the MD tried to stop a fight breaking out found himself in the middle of the ruckus.
At the next party the same chap got so drunk he threw up on the new MD’s shoes, got put in a lift and was sent up and down by his colleagues for quite a few trips. It was only at the end of the last trip that they found when the door had opened, he had managed to projectile vomit bright red (wine) vomit over the floor, all four walls and the ceiling of the interior of the lift.
I should drop my friends at that company an email and find out what he has done this year.
Another lad I used to work with who was of a somewhat diminutive stature has since been known as Sam the Ram after he spend an entire Christmas party head-charging/butting everyone he could find.
Such normal blokes day to day but loopy after a few glasses of free vino.