Inspired by the absinthe thread, here I would like to ask you to share your personal stories when you got so drunk that you screwed the neighbour's dog or paid your taxes in time. There is no shame in it, and we can always learn from your experience... Because of the nature of this website, getting high on V8 or other non-alchoholic beverage can be also included...
Hmm, I've got very very drunk only once and that was because I did not realise everything was spiked. And I mean everything. Add that to the beer bong, the jello shots, the punch, the cocktails and the neat bourbon, I must have consumed about 10 drinks in an hour for 3 hours Fortunately, after a short acquaintance with the toilet bowl, I was able to walk home pretty decently [with two friends], fall under the shower, make another acquaintance with toilet bowl, drink a gallon of water and pass out peacefully for 12 hours. Never again. Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image!
I am Mormon and I don't drink... Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! (not fair) Isn't it against your religion? A good Muslim girl like you...
If I posted ALL of my drunk stories here...the sheer bandwidth would shut down the entire internet Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! I'll try to single a good one out, while I'm at work.
Whew, for a moment there I thought you said you were a moron. Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image!
One in the same. Like Mac, I'd peel the paint from the walls of sci with the sordid stories. Scissor fitz, go and get yourself pissed for fuck's sake instead of leaching the blood of sins.
In my freshman year at university, 1 week into classes there was a huge campus party celebrating surviving your first week. I wanted to impress all the beautiful ladies, so I bought myself a 24oz. bottle of vodka and started continuously pouring myself shots. I even did it while standing in line waiting to get into the party, I thought I was such a badass. Within an hour, I went through at least half of the bottle and shared the rest with other peeps. Inside the nightclub there were bartenders on every floor, and I did a few tequila shots, then while I was dancing away, it suddenly hit me like a freight train. I stumbled out of the nightclub as fast as my wobbly legs would carry me, and the world was spinning like crazy. Then I somehow managed to stumble all the way back to my dorms, without even knowing which direction I was headed. I remember walking towards a busy street and it took me about a dozen paces before I could even bring my legs to a halt, I almost walked right into oncoming traffic. It must have taken me about 10 minutes to get my keys into my door (a small miracle in its own right), then it took me even longer to crawl into bed. It felt like my bed was the sheer face of a mountain cliff, and I kept falling off no matter how hard I tried to get on and stay on. Eventually I flopped down on the floor and puked on myself (thankfully it was just a small amount, as I found out the next day). After that I smashed my mouth down on a nearby water fountain and desperately gulped down as much water as I could get. I eventually managed to crawl into bed, and I had one hell of a hangover the next day. After that, I couldn't even look at a bottle of vodka without getting the gag reflex, and it took me several months before I could take another sip of that rocket fuel (and what a traumatizing sip it was). Anyhow, these days I only drink a few times a year for social purposes, never to impress anyone, and never so much as to make myself retch from it. I became more of a horticulturalist under the influence of my buddies at school. :m:
I was really drunk on spring break and lead a mob of people over the mexican border. Got sprayed pointed blank with mace by the mexican police. Couldn't open my eyes the rest of the night but I continued to party.
I got completely shit faced in the VIP room of a tittie bar, It was upstairs, and when we left, I tripped down the steps, landing on my face, giving myself a really nice carpet burn on my face, and a semi-sprained ankle.
Well, when i was 18, i ended up so drunk, i ended up sleeping in a graveyard... and that's no joke Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image!:bugeye:Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image!
Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! I hope that was a joke...??? You deserve to live!!!!!!!!!! Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image!