7 hilarious (and embarrassing) real-life Christmas stories

Throw in plenty of parties, seasonal cheer and yes, perhaps a bit of eggnog and Christmas is often a time when people get up to no good.

To celebrate the release of ‘Daddy’s Home 2’, which sees two families come together at Christmas with some rather calamitous results, we found some of the most embarrassing real-life Christmas tales.

You can’t blame everything on the dog…

Back when my brother had just started dating his now-wife, she came to visit our family at Christmas for the first time. We all sat down at the dinner table and she positioned herself opposite my brother.

Halfway through the meal, she suddenly said to everybody, “The dog keeps rubbing himself on my leg. He must like me.” My dad looked up and replied, “The dog is next to me, Helen.”

Turns out my brother had been playing an unrequited game of footsie with her under the table. She was so embarrassed.

The accidental gift…

We were all retrieving presents from under the tree and opening them. I’d bought my wife some super-expensive mascara and face creams that she’d said she wanted, but my mum read the tag wrong and thought the gift was for her. She opened it instead and neither my wife or I had the heart to tell her that it wasn’t for her. My wife didn’t mind too much until a couple of weeks later, when Mum revealed that she preferred the stuff she got from Boots.

Another time, she did a similar thing and opened some fancy underwear that I’d again bought for my wife. Mum thought Dad was being romantic, but my wife took it upon herself to explain that the thong and lacy bra was actually a present to her daughter-in-law from her son.

The redecoration…

I’m a big sleep walker and I was spending my first Christmas with my girlfriend’s parents. On Christmas Eve I went to bed after a few whiskeys and woke up in the morning feeling like there was something someone wanted to tell me.

I was taken downstairs where I’d apparently rearranged the entire living room – including moving around the grandfather clock, sofa and Christmas tree – while I was sleepwalking!

Santa number two…

It was pretty late on Christmas Eve and I was walking back down the hill to my house from the pub.

Suddenly, I felt my stomach lurch and I knew that I needed to go to the loo. Luckily, I was walking by the house of my mate’s parents, so even though they’d already gone to bed, I knocked on their door and explained that I needed to use their facilities.

They let me in, I violated their toilet and then left. Didn’t even send them a thank you card.

Smashing through the snow…

Christmas Eve was a big day for our family because we’d always celebrate with some local Swedish friends. It started during the afternoon and every year my brother and his mate would end up drinking most of the booze. One year, he went out afterwards.

My mum and dad, as they did every year, stayed up prepping for the next day, wrapping presents and sorting things out, so they didn’t get to bed until the early hours. They had finally just gone upstairs when my mum heard a noise coming from the kitchen. She opened the pantry and a voice went, “Hello, Mum.” My brother hadn’t taken his key with him and of course didn’t think to ring the bell. Instead he thought it was a better idea to break a window – one which was so small, a five-year-old wouldn’t have been able to fit through it. Mum looked up and only his head was showing.

Finally, he managed to extricate himself with my mother’s help and he spent the next day cardboarding up a window with a massive hangover.

All eye want for Christmas…

I had bought this gorgeous little Christmas tree and was really excited to for the kids to see it. I got home, put it on the ground and started to cut the netting with some scissors. Just as I made the first cut, I felt one of the branches ping out and hit me right in the eye. It was so painful, I felt like I was going to be sick.

I headed upstairs to lie down (missing out on the decorating) but after a while, although I could stand up, my vision was a mess.

We headed to A&E where they told me I had a scratched cornea and gave me some antibiotic gel. They agreed it was a pretty ridiculous injury but said I was the first of what would be many – including lots of broken feet from frozen turkey damage!

The next day, I was still in huge amounts of pain, so went to hospital where they gave me anaesthetic eye drops. Thankfully, it did eventually get better!

The cardinal sin…

I’d been out on Christmas Eve and got pretty drunk. I wasn’t particularly worried – I’m a pro at hangovers – but I knew it was going to be a tough Christmas Day.

Next morning, I went to church with my parents and we were handing out service sheets at the back. I was feeling pretty rough, but it wasn’t until halfway through the service that I realised I was going to be sick. I rushed into the entrance hallway of the church and threw up everywhere.

‘Daddy’s Home 2’ is in cinemas now.