This is kind of a trick question for me to answer...cauz I'm quite shameless when I'm drunk, and even in the morning afterward, I don't get embarrassed often.
If I'm this shameless at age 26...imagine me @ age 66, or 76. :-P
Here is one of my "damn, I'm outta control" moments:
I was in college, and I was @ a dive bar with some friends at the downtown area. I drank A LOT that night and was quite drunk to be honest; between pre-partying, and the numerous Irish car bombs I took lol.
It was definitely late (past midnite), and this redhead woman in a little red dress walks into the bar. I'm a naturally sociable dude, so I definitely walked up to her and started seamlessly chatting with her, sitting next to her at the front of the bar.
Out of pure reflex, my hand kept gravitating, and decided to sit on her legs. I seriously didn't think "she has nice legs, I want to touch them".
I swear my "other head" took control and wanted to touch her yummy caramel legs lol.
As I was talking, she would take my hands off her legs, then me being a drunken idiot would put my hand right back where it was. This happened at least 3 times while we were talking. We continued chatting until I left the bar.
I'm shocked that she:
1) didn't slap me
2) continued to chat with me
I felt like such a douchebag in the morning. I usually behave better than that. :-X