WORST DRUNK

VOEGTLIN · Post by **VOEGTLIN** » Thu September 3rd, 2009, 11:47 am

I think I was probably 25 or so. Started the evening w/ jello shots and beers and then moved on to pitchers of Icehouse at a bowling alley. Finished my mind off with Mai Tais and woke up in a futon full of my own shit.

Hosing turds off your Battlestar Galactica sheets by the early morning sunlight is a wake up call I can do without.

Diana · Post by **Diana** » Thu September 3rd, 2009, 12:13 pm

BRAVO TO YOU, SIR. I applaud this topic, as well as your Battlestar Galactica sheets. My hat is off to you.

I'm gonna have to give this some thought, as I tend to not remember stuff so good the next day. Might have to gather some witness testimony.

Diana · Post by **Diana** » Thu September 3rd, 2009, 1:02 pm

There was that one time in college when I woke up naked holding a pan. According to my roommates, every part of this was my idea. I think that was Canadian Mist.

Do as I say, kids, not as I do.

Post by **Metalfreak** » Thu September 3rd, 2009, 1:57 pm

When I was in Paris, I got drunk off absinthe in a bar. I vaguely remember getting lost in the men's room and couldn't find my way out and all the dudes were staring at me! On the subway later, I puke all over my leather pants

Diana · Post by **Diana** » Thu September 3rd, 2009, 2:17 pm

I hope that I can one day start off a story with "When I was in Paris wearing leather pants." I will never be that awesome. Well done, Metalfreak.

Once I got wasted on Cobb County Transit because the skank/possible prostitute in the seat next to me kept handing me her shatterproof Mr. Boston. Staggering past the Big Chicken is a treasured memory.

PS - Mr. Boston is rotgut. Never drink it under any circumstances. That's free advice.

Generubin · Post by **Generubin** » Thu September 3rd, 2009, 3:01 pm

I have a few drunk horror stories and stupid stories. Maybe not as many as Metalfreak, but I do remember my most chaotic one that happened to me. I was at this party house (that I know longer attend bear in mind) of about 30 people or so and the rest were rednecks. Well I didn't drink that much it was more of, I just started really drinking hard and this was the 3rd party I have ever been to. Well, also you know how you're suppose to go from big to small not small to big. Well, after I drank 3 beers this dude I know named Daniel convinced me to take 3 shots of R & R. Then after that some of the rednecks walked up to me and convinced me to do what was called "bubbling" (something I guess they made up) which involved chugging the remains of a bottle of Crown Royal. Well, at first I was okay then after 30 minutes BAM. I was staggering so hard that when I was outside when I tried to stand I would move in a 3 yard radios yet still remaining in the same spot. Then later I feel down in the back of this guys trunk there I layed while everything was spinning and then it happened. I puked but I was still laying down so it ran down my whole body and I just soaked in it and all the rednecks stood there laughing at me. Until finally this girl named Christi came along and picked me up brought my sorry ass inside layed me down got me a trash can and actually took my shirt off and threw it in the wash. The next morning my mom picked me up and the first thing she says is WTF DIED and why did you wrap its dead body in your cloths and did you soil yourself in the process?

After which came the even worse part. I discovered on the car ride I had bad alchol poisoning because ever few miles I asked my mother to pull over so I can heave. Then she reminded me I was suppose to drive into Atlanta and help my sister move. She was so mad at me she wouldn't let me stay home so she made me go help my sister (without a bed) move. I was in so much pain I couldn't hardly stand so I layed on the floor in pain pucking up only stomach acid. Anyone that says alchol poisoning doesn't hurt or isn't that bad is a damn liar I will tell you now.

Moral of story: Don't eat spagetti and french fries during alchol poisoing

Diana · Post by **Diana** » Thu September 3rd, 2009, 3:35 pm

Generubin wrote:Moral of story: Don't eat spagetti and french fries during alchol poisoing

This is a good moral. Glad you're still alive.

Stupid question: What's R&R?

GameFreac · Post by **GameFreac** » Thu September 3rd, 2009, 4:27 pm

Last year, I went to my friend's house the day before Mother's Day. It was me, 3 friends, some guy I didn't know, and one friend's girlfriend. We were all just hanging out...I had no idea we were gonna drink but his dad opens the fridge and there's a bunch of beer, vodka, and some other stuff so we drank.

I remember drinking 4 beers, 3 shots of vodka, and 2 shots of tequila. That was enough for me so I stopped there. I remember playing UNO with my friend's dad then the next thing I know I'm waking up the next morning with puke all over myself and hair with my mom banging on the door.

I went into the bathroom and noticed that my 2 front teeth were chipped and basically gone. I was still drunk and it was mother's day. My friends informed me that I kept asking for huge cups of vodka and the dude I didn't know gave me 2 cups of straight vodka and they had to take care of me so I didn't die.

My parents kept calling me to go to church but I didn't answer because I didn't want them to find out. I went out to eat and my parents saw my teeth and told them I got into a play fight with my friend.

Well I went home said I was "sick from pizza" and slept all day and threw up like 20 times. My parents called my friends dad and he told them the whole story, I got grounded for the summer, and now my front 2 teeth are fake.

Other than that, I don't have any more.

Post by **Metalfreak** » Thu September 3rd, 2009, 5:12 pm

@generubin - goddamn you must have smelled pretty fuckin bad! hahaha
I've heard bad stories about alcohol poisoning but I think this takes the cake! I don't think my brother had alcohol poisoning after this but he had to have his stomach pumped once (after that he was fine).

@GameFreac - wow. I have never gotten that drunk...fuckin sucks about your teeth! At least you got caps.

I have some great stories about my dad...I'll have to come back and post more when I have time but here's one from 3 weeks ago:
My dad lived in Gainsville in a trailor for 5 years if this gives you an idea...2 weeks ago, he went back up there for a carpet job (that's what he does) and afterwards met up with friends of his and they all went to a strip club. Next thing he knows, it's 4am and he's layin in the strip club's [parking lot passed out. He then walks to his friend's house (he lived nearby) and his friend didn't answer the door when my dad knocked. His friend had a bunch of cars parked in his driveway so my dad finds one that's unlocked and sleeps in it! This was only 3 weeks ago! He's 52 but lives life like he never turned 19

MaleficSounds · Post by **MaleficSounds** » Thu September 3rd, 2009, 7:22 pm

I think there's a group of mexican's that come to every show, they get pretty rowdey LOL hahahahaha.

OH yeah and TOMMY on Jello shots LOL

ScreamBloodyGore · Post by **ScreamBloodyGore** » Thu September 3rd, 2009, 7:47 pm

This one time I got so drunk.

VOEGTLIN · Post by **VOEGTLIN** » Thu September 3rd, 2009, 8:37 pm

MaleficSounds wrote:I think there's a group of mexican's that come to every show, they get pretty rowdey LOL hahahahaha.

I need to find out if these are the same dudes I was swapping Wild Turkey for some kinda mex-hooch they snuk in a plastic Coke container with a tfirst Watain gig ! Morbid Angel tees, the lot of em !

GameFreac · Post by **GameFreac** » Thu September 3rd, 2009, 8:37 pm

Metalfreak wrote:@generubin - goddamn you must have smelled pretty fuckin bad! hahaha
I've heard bad stories about alcohol poisoning but I think this takes the cake! I don't think my brother had alcohol poisoning after this but he had to have his stomach pumped once (after that he was fine).

@GameFreac - wow. I have never gotten that drunk...fuckin sucks about your teeth! At least you got caps.

I have some great stories about my dad...I'll have to come back and post more when I have time but here's one from 3 weeks ago:
My dad lived in Gainsville in a trailor for 5 years if this gives you an idea...2 weeks ago, he went back up there for a carpet job (that's what he does) and afterwards met up with friends of his and they all went to a strip club. Next thing he knows, it's 4am and he's layin in the strip club's [parking lot passed out. He then walks to his friend's house (he lived nearby) and his friend didn't answer the door when my dad knocked. His friend had a bunch of cars parked in his driveway so my dad finds one that's unlocked and sleeps in it! This was only 3 weeks ago! He's 52 but lives life like he never turned 19

Haha

And for some reason, I never feel anything from Jello-shots. I must be doing something wrong.

necroodin · Post by **necroodin** » Thu September 3rd, 2009, 8:45 pm

JPs!!

DeathfareDevil · Post by **DeathfareDevil** » Fri September 4th, 2009, 12:56 am

I was informed that upon leaving a strip club once I began sticking my finger in the faces of various valets and bellowing in a theatrical voice, "Sir! Fetch us our chariot, sir!" This was after wading to the front of a line of aptly annoyed fellow club patrons. I was also told that it was a miracle I wasn't pounded into the pavement. I'd have to agree.

I used to have a very bad habit of driving drunk -- like, really, really drunk, usually after about six or eight hours of drinking. There were a couple of times I actually had to close one eye to follow the lines on the road. Don't do that.

One time I decided to whip out and smoke my pipe (not the tobacco kind) while walking down the sidewalk in Buckhead. Within about thirty minutes I was being carried out of a bar by two of my friends, puking along the same sidewalk. I don't remember much else about that night's chain of events.

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