dARKSTAr Posted May 10, 2002 Share Posted May 10, 2002 For me, it would have to be the time when I just finished finals in college. A buddy and I were drinking Old English 800 (cheap rot gut) and Jack Daniels boilermakers. We got into a drinking game where we were trading shots of this nasty concoction, and he bet me that I couldn?t finish the last of this 1 liter bottle which was still about 1/3 full. So, like a fool, I picked it up and downed the last of the bottle. The last thing I remember is being in my friend?s bedroom playing Stairway to Heaven on my old trusty Fender Telecaster. Supposedly I was conscious for about another two hours during which my friend was telling the story to others about me downing the Jack Daniels, when I picked up a full bottle of Heinz Ketchup and drank that. Then I grabbed a bottle of dishwashing soap and tried to drink that, but was stopped before I could. Seems I also dropped my trousers once during that time and told a girl that I had the hots for, that she should leave her boyfriend cause I had a bigger dick than he did. The next morning I woke up on the couch and couldn?t move. My buddies invited me to go have Pizza, but I wasn?t in any shape to go eat, so they put on a tape that had Rush?s Grace Under Pressure on one side and Signals on the other. So this tape finishes side one and gets to side two, well the Signals side had a skip on the end. It had been recorded for a vinyl disc called an album (sarcasm?for those who don?t know, that?s what we used to listen to before cd?s and mp3z) and the skip was driving me crazy since I had a pounding headache, but I couldn?t get up to turn the tape off. Finally the tape ended and it was such a relief. Unfortunately the tape kept playing and my friends didn?t get home before it got around to the Signals side again, and so I was tortured again by that damned skip. Sometime the next day, I was able to drive home. Anyway, that was probably my worst. Second was hang gliding in Puerto Vallarta after drinking a concoction known as Coco Loco?s and taking off my shorts so I was hang gliding nude over the city. For the rest of the vacation, I was greeted by, ?Hey, aren?t you the guy that was hang gliding nude the other day?? Oy?binge drinking in college?yikes. Then you leave and have to be responsible. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fedr0 Posted May 10, 2002 Share Posted May 10, 2002 Anyway, that was probably my worst. Second was hang gliding in Puerto Vallarta after drinking a concoction known as Coco Loco?s and taking off my shorts so I was hang gliding nude over the city. For the rest of the vacation, I was greeted by, ?Hey, aren?t you the guy that was hang gliding nude the other day?? ROTFLMAO!!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
locke Posted May 10, 2002 Share Posted May 10, 2002 LMAO :D luckily for me gals usually arent around when i get smashed :D Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dARKSTAr Posted May 10, 2002 Author Share Posted May 10, 2002 Actually what we were doing in Puerto Vallarta was Para-Sailing not hangliding but i couldn't remember what it was called when i posted. Yeah, but it was pretty embarassing. It is best to get smashed in the company of your buddies though. That girl in the Jack Daniels incident always asked if i was going to show her my willie whenever i saw her, knowing it would embarass the living daylights out of me. Least she was cool about it. If you did that now a days, you might be arrested for sexual harassment. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
GlobeThrasher Posted May 10, 2002 Share Posted May 10, 2002 I was in 5th grade. Enough said. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CustardFD Posted May 10, 2002 Share Posted May 10, 2002 Wouldn't know what you guys are on about. Never been drunk. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ironguy Posted May 10, 2002 Share Posted May 10, 2002 I have a friend...I'll call him Dave. He went to a Bachelor's Party some time ago. After the risque part, and most of the people left, several of the boys went to the backyard, played basketball and drank themselves silly. He got so smashed that he finally passed out in the bushes. He awoke at 10 the next morning with a splitting headache (big deal). However, he had numerous snail tracks across his face and arms... :knocked: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Toxikk Veteran Posted May 10, 2002 Veteran Share Posted May 10, 2002 believe it or not, i dont get hungover Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Terrigamer Posted May 10, 2002 Share Posted May 10, 2002 Well me and some friends went to see spiderman last weekend and I didnt have too much to drink cause this was actually a movie I wanted to remember for once ;) well one of us toked up before the movie and as it started drank quite the bit of rum. Throughout the movie he was crying, falling onto the fat bald man infront of him, falling asleep under his seat and when the building on fire scene came on he took out his wallet and handed someone 40 dollars and yelled "Maybe now they'll put out the fire!" Oh and he also tried to find some more rum in his pants :p Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
andy_rose Posted May 10, 2002 Share Posted May 10, 2002 ok, maybe it's just me, but u dont drink before watching a movie. i'm a movie freak, and that way u miss alot of acting perormances and photogrphy art. and i'm also the one that stays during the credits at the end...cuz u never know what will happen during those.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sinatosk Posted May 10, 2002 Share Posted May 10, 2002 Originally posted by Toxikk believe it or not, i dont get hungover hehe i have 2 friends the same :) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
+Warwagon MVC Posted May 10, 2002 MVC Share Posted May 10, 2002 quote: -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Originally posted by Toxikk believe it or not, i dont get hungover -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ya....me Tooo Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
drewster2100 Posted May 10, 2002 Share Posted May 10, 2002 Originally posted by Toxikk believe it or not, i dont get hungover ditto, at most its just a small stomach ache Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
theprotege Posted May 10, 2002 Share Posted May 10, 2002 you guys actually expect me to post that here?? hahaha youre funny... i'll tell one story, not my worse... a friday night mardi gras ball sophmore year in college (97), i was making alcohol runs for all my friends, and being as they are all older than i was at the time (20) i find it funny that i was the one buying all the booze since you can't get it until youre 21 (no fake id). anyway, i get back to the party and drop off everyones booze. then realized I didn't have any of my own, so i head back to the store to get a bottle of cuervo and some margarita mix. by the time i get back everyone is smashed and ready to go...i haven't even started yet. no sooner i get there then everyone wants to leave in 20 minutes...so i quickly do away with the margarita idea and grab a glass of OJ. Oj in one hand, and my buddy Jose in the other, I down the 5th (750ml for you euros) in 20 and i'm out the door. i locked my apt, headed for the stair case and well...i remember falling when i got to the bottom (damn that last step)...and i remember bits and pieces of the after that...not to much from what i hear from my friends, i kissed every girl i strolled by, not just kiss, but practically laid half of them out on the floor, supposedly hooked up with the hottie of all hotties and even got a hand below. i have no recollection of her but asking her to if she tangos?? btw, i had my date hand in hand the entire time...at one point i remember her asking "did you just kiss that girl" i said no and kissed the one in front of me. i was so smashed i went up to my ex and asked her if we could have a good f**k, jsut like the old days (in front of three professors) which brought her to tears in front of half her friends. i then proceeded to locate my best friends and his car keys because i thought i should drive to the beach...after i was at the ball for 3 hours i some how made the decision that i needed to go home...this shortly after my friend tells me i looked him square in the eyes and asked him where he was because i couldn't see him... so i proceed to call the cab, and realized i was bussed there...so on the bus i go, grab a chair and wait patiently, with my date, to go home...suddenly the bus jerked and i headed for the back and grab the steal god of hurl...and i chunked and i chunked and i chunked...the bus driver felt so bad for me, he kicked 50 people off the bus to bring my date and i back to the hotel where she was staying...we arrived...and i chunked some more...apparently i couldn't walk at this point and was wheelchaired to my room on the 11th floor. how do i recall this, well i woke up in that wheelchair in the morning... we got to the room and i hurled some more...in mid hurl my date asked to use the toilet and i reponded "its taken, pee in the tub, all guys do it..." anyway, i checked out while all the lobby people laughed at me the next day, got handed a phone number from some chick and wen't back to my apt...where i was drunk until monday morning. I couldn't eat, watch tv, play video games, even look at my pc, or get off my couch. monday morning i went to "sex & marraige" (religion) class, starving, FINALLY hungover, and so damn thirsty i was about to die...5 minutes into class and the girl behind me says "thanks for friday night" and hands me a beer. i just looked at her, asked what i did and she just smiled...i turned around, middle of class i popped the top and had breakfast...hangover soved...embarrassment begins! needless to say, at a small college, EVERYONE knew who i was the next day, and had something to say...or some way to try to help me relive some part of the night... anyway, i think thats enough for one story...i cut back a LITTLE bit after that, from drinking a handle (1 liter) a week in alcohol to just a fifth every 3 weeks or so... and for some odd reason, i never had trouble getting a date after that??... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jon Posted May 10, 2002 Share Posted May 10, 2002 I had a mad one last night, I went to see my mates band play, had a good time watching them, got dam drunk on me old bacardi+coke, so was pretty wasted by the time we left. First we had a bit of hedge hoping, and my mates wife convinved me to do a sort of back flip over it, which all went t*ts up, and i landed on my head. Then i jumped back, and er back again. So i was soaking wet, covered in bush stuff, hurting like f*ck, and ****ed as a c*nt. Next thing i remember is seeing a rabbit at the other end of a *huge* carpark/field thing, and sprinting after it (aparently they've never seen me run faster). I nearly caught the little sh*t, i was definetly gaining on him, but it did this amazingly fast 90degree turn, which i tried, and went flying onto my ass. I sorta lay there panting a big and gave up. I cant really remember the rest of it, I'm still feeling like crap. The hedge hoping thing is a bit of a regular occurance, last time I decided it would be sensible to take off my shirt, lay it across the hedge, to make a smoother surface. Problem is, i missed it, and cut my chest to hell and back. Then I jumped back again, forgetting the other side is a pavement, so I landed face first on concrete. My entire cheek was shreaded, *and* i lost the shirt some where inside the hedge. Nightmare... (That was all in Newquay, the sorta surfy/holiday place in Cornwall,England). I wont even go into the crap I do in my home town, makes me sound like a scarey kinda person. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
zivan56 Posted May 10, 2002 Share Posted May 10, 2002 Never got a hangover and never plan to... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MaxPayne1357 Posted May 10, 2002 Share Posted May 10, 2002 CAnt tell ya cause i never had a hangover. Beer is the nectar of a nitwit, If I wanted to hear mindless droning I'd be friends with an air conditioner. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jon Posted May 10, 2002 Share Posted May 10, 2002 MaxPayne1357, your only a little baby, you arn't allowed to drink anyway :) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Odyssey Posted May 10, 2002 Share Posted May 10, 2002 Originally posted by MaxPayne1357 CAnt tell ya cause i never had a hangover. Beer is the nectar of a nitwit, If I wanted to hear mindless droning I'd be friends with an air conditioner. Ahh, the quotes of the Comic Book Guy :D I've never been drunk either, but my sister's boyfriend sure does. He was escorted home by the police once because he tried to go home to an apartment he used to rent. We now call the police his "personal taxi service". Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kieran Posted May 10, 2002 Share Posted May 10, 2002 worst hangover.. dont know the worst as there have been a few. Here are the most/least memorable! Possibly the worst was was during freshers week in my first year at university. The hall that I was staying in had organised a pub crawl around town as a way for everyone to get to know each other. I got chatting to a group of four guys in the first pub we were in and we decided to drink in a round where we each drink four drinks in every bar. This was quite an achievement as there are quite a lot of bars in Reading so we wernt in them for long! In about the third bar we were in, I descovered flaming sambucas. For those of you that dont know, this is a shot of sambuka that you set alight and then catch the gas produced in a pint glass which is then covered to stop it escaping. You now down the sambuca through a straw and then immediatly suck all the gas out of the pint glass using the straw - an imediate head ****er! I thought these were amazing and made a vow to only drink these for the rest of the night. I also thought that the deal of four drinks in every pub was a little low so I just kept ordering and ordering.. andyway, about 4 more pubs down the street everything becomes a bit blury and I am aware that I need the toilet. I make my way upstairs and after having a ****, sit on the toilet seat with my head on my hands.. dont know how long I was there (felt like about 20 minutes), but next time I looked at my watch, it was 2am (closing time is 11pm here in the UK). I panicked at this point and ran out of the toilet and into a door which said it was alarmed. I thought I was ****ed here, but then realised that I had gone the wrong way and finally found the stairs (which seemed much steeper now). I made my way down these stairs and operend the door to the bar to see all the chairs stacked on the tables and noone in sight. As I stepped out into the bar, the alarms started going off. I **** it at this point and legged it across the bar and out of the fire escape! Strange night and people still reminds me of it now 1 1/2 years later! Another memorable (or not so memorable) night was also in my first year of university. We were going out and I decided that it would be a good idea to get ****ed before we go to save money. So I grab this 1 litre bottle of vodka and start drinking. At that point someone comes in and says we are leaving in half an hour. Still detremined to get drunk before I went out I started drinking faster and faster and managed to finish it all before we went out. At this point it hadnt hit me and I felt fine. That was until we got to the bus stop. At this point, I turned to my friend and said 'I dont feel too good, I want to go home', so two of my friends started helping me back. This is where I pucked for the first time, then the second, the third, and so on.. in EVERY single garden on the way back! When we got back to our halls noone could get me up the stairs. Even though they tried for half an hour. In the end, the porter had to turn the lift on to get me up to my room. The next two hours I dont remember anything, but the next thing I was aware of was being naked in my room with my mate trying to stick a banana up my arse! Impressed I was not! There were many other nights but I think those were the worst. There was also another night with a bottle of margans spiced rum.. but that a whole other story... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
arsekicker Posted May 10, 2002 Share Posted May 10, 2002 During spring break across the border from South Padre in Matamoras, Mexico - open bar for $5 - nuf said. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Silvorgold Posted May 10, 2002 Share Posted May 10, 2002 hmmm actually i never gotten hungover yet :p, got drunk lastweekend (had some b33r n some cherry crap that was secretly put in my coke) n i felt alot better than usual in the morning lol Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
theprotege Posted May 10, 2002 Share Posted May 10, 2002 i notice everyone getting wasted for $5, $10 and so on... i'll say three words.... "Drinking with Lincoln" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mark Otto Posted May 10, 2002 Share Posted May 10, 2002 got drunk off my ass once.... when i woke up the day after....my pubs were blue...:( Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
theprotege Posted May 10, 2002 Share Posted May 10, 2002 anormal, thats not a GOOD thing...unless you found smurfette in one of those bars... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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