drunk stories

[junkie79]

tell us a good or excellent experience been drunk , :D spare no details !

[Taishou]

Blacked out at Nation, Feelgood, sometime last year...
Luckily I was not kicked out, cuz I remember coming to in their drunk tank... saw what I thought was a hot girl sitting on the far side of the couch I was on... According to my one friend who was there watching me, (I never saw him) I looked up, flashed the girl a dopey smile, said "Hey whats up, how YOU DOIN" then when I looked next to me and saw a trash can, I immediately yakked right into it.... :thumbsup: that was Hot...

Nothing ever beats when I was 17 and my mom found me passed out in the yard... with my friends still partying in my house...

[Walkabout]

a few years ago at spring break in negril after an entire day of drinking and smoking we were at this bar we called "red bar" (too drunk to remember the real name, but it had red lighting!). everyone in the group was just as drunk as i was and off somewhere else so i decided to start chatting with the dj, out of nowhere my knees just gave out. for no reason at all i just dropped to the sand. the dj was all worried, "you okay, man?" i got right back up and kept going! good times!

[BestBoardHooker]

I don't know if I have any one single amazing drunk story, just a lot of fun memories that all seem to run together into one giant blur...

oh, there was this one time up in Berwyn Heights this past summer. A bunch of people from US Aquatics and Continental Pools got together. We had this huge bonfire (in a field right across from the firestation mind you! hehe!) and everyone was having a blast. Well, there was a beer pong table set up and one thing led to another and before you knew it we were all playing strip beer pong!

Guess you would have had to be there to realize the greatness!

[KittyBleu]

Hm...I can never remember these things but I have a few things I do remember..

A big end of the year graduation party that included stealing vinyl tubing from a construction site to make billabongs to play with. A bonfire in the backyard (which I hear someone made a little too large and freaked everyone out), I was talking to two professors who were also drunk (yay!) and I said some pretty mean things to this snooty chick I didn't like but didn't realize it until someone reminded me..heehee! Artist parties rock..

Let's just say a bottle of JD, some horrible Billy Goat Wine and some more JD mixed with mac n' cheese made with vanilla soy milk....which I later found some of in my air.. :nixo:

Or what about that time I was supposed to go to Buzz and ended up going to see Hot, Hot Heat which I no longer remember...sat under the bar with another drunk chick...lost my friends, climbed on a speaker to look for them and got yelled at by security...tried to go to Ben's Chili Bowl but it was too packed...figured out we ate pizza when I was fishing out cheese and crust from my braces the morning after...

....or what about cracked my head open trying to get into the cage in the front room?

.....yeah....I envy people who don't get into trouble when they've been drinking.

[KittyBleu]

Oh yeah..I forgot to mention..if you see a small white girl running around screaming BOOBIES! anywhere in DC........that's probably me. :D

[Taishou]

Originally posted by KittyBleu

.....yeah....I envy people who don't get into trouble when they've been drinking.


Really? But that just means they never have fun.. :cheers:

[madeofwires]

A bunch of people from US Aquatics and Continental Pools got together.

haha i used to work for us aquatics

[The Logic Theorist]

Um.. I could probably devote an entire thread to drunken Phill stories.. which is sad because I didn't even drink in High School.

:ontome:

[ravetildawn]

the best is a drunken voice mail from phill.

[retail]

Originally posted by logictheorist
Um.. I could probably devote an entire thread to drunken Phill stories.. which is sad because I didn't even drink in High School.

:ontome:

:stupid:

[The Logic Theorist]

Melissa: I really wish you'd saved that for me. Apparently I dialed your number missing one number and saved it in Ed's phone like 8 times before I got it right.

[ravetildawn]

next time i'll definately save it - for everybody's enjoyment....

"hey melissa *hiccup* i jus want to say happpppy new yearth *hiccup*"

[tigermomma]

:haha:

:werd:
Me too Phill.

When I was 18 I went to a bar called "The Black Horse" in Georgetown which was frequented by a mostly underground hip hop kind of crowd. I ended up sneaking shots of goldschlager and chasing it with heinekens. After about an hour of straight chugging and humping almost every male on the dance floor I ended up in the bathroom, sprawled on the floor with dozens of people coming in and putting wet paper towels on my face and my neck while I puked up my stomach lining.

At the end of the night the dj made the announcement "there is a drunk white girl in the bathroom, does she belong to anyone?".

I was so obliterated the bouncer had to carry me from the bar (which was closer to Key Bridge) all the way down to Wisconsin and up a block to where we were parked. He then told me I was never allowed back in their "facilities" again.

[KittyBleu]

Originally posted by tigermomma

At the end of the night the dj made the announcement "there is a drunk white girl in the bathroom, does she belong to anyone?".

:haha: :chairfall:

...too much..!

[The Logic Theorist]

Well.. here's one of my best ones:

I was running this UK Garage weekly in Dallas, and we'd just moved to a much larger club after an incident that kinda killed our crowd. At this new club, we had a bar guarantee. Now, I was making good money at the time, and this was our 3rd night and we hadn't made the guarantee yet, so I decided to spend the money I was going to be paying anyway on drinks.

I bought a $40 bottle of Champagne first thing in the door. Drank it all. I did a number of shots, with people, by myself, whatever. At some point I went upstairs into a side room off the DJ booth to try to collect myself, ended up puking in it, which I later owned up to and had to clean up. Apparently I was hanging all over this girl who had been after me for a while, even though my girlfriend was standing at the bar getting REALLY angry. I honestly don't remember that part.

But here's where it gets good.. I passed out in my car which was right across the street at some point in the night. I layed out across the front two seats and opened the passenger side door to puke into the street.. apparently there was some big fiasco with cops and arresting someone right there on the corner that I know nothing about. I got woken up by my girlfriend beating on the window of the car going "Phill it's 4am, everyone is gone, get your records and let's go."

I figured I had passed out around 12. No. I passed out around 1. I was walking around, talking, saying hi to people, and I have no recollection of any of it. At some point I was standing outside the door just kinda hanging out, and this guy was telling the door guy something about how he didn't really like the music but he was just there because his girl wanted to go, and I stand up and shout, "Well if you don't like the music, you can just fucking leave!"

That particular guy was also talking about how this was his last night before he served a sentence for mauling someone in a fight.

Go me! I think I've only been drunker once.. maybe twice in my whole life.

[decoy]

At the last thanks giving party I was at they had a moonbounce, one of my friends works at a company that rents them and he got us the hook up. Everything was fine, nice party, good food, then the liquor run was made. I got a pint of courvasier and threw in for some Irish Carbombs. So, a pint of "sizzer" and 3-5 Carbombs (I lost count, a first!) later we were jumping in the moonbounce. **This is where the details start to get fuzzy, the accounts of what happened next are what I gathered from those who were there**. Apperently we were all wrestling in the moonbounce and I made a hole in the fabric holding two pieces of it together and fell out of it onto the ground. I was left there on the gound for a while and then I crawled through the hole back in and laid down!! wow. there was som hanging out after this where I knocked over a glass and two beers by accident. Both beers belonged to the same person. I woke up later sitting on the couch which is apperently where I passed out. That's a sort of hollywood experience, waking up somewhere and not remembering anything. But one cool thing happened I didn't puke!!!!!! woo hoo!!!

[SiK BuG]

I had a Jackson5 last night at Dream let me tell you thats the only drink you need to have a drunken night. I have so many crazy druken stories but the craziset was probley the open bar at my boys wedding with all of my old skool friends and I remeber freak dancing with some of my friends parents and then next thing I remeber is the cops coming and someone driving my car then nothing untill I was puking out side of my car then nothing again untill I was home. Woke up didn't know wtf happened still dressed all decked out and had no idea where my car was. Turns out it was 40 miles up the road parked at some hotel that my friends stayed in after they got married. Thankgoodness I had good friends to take care of me. Thats pretty much the only time i've ever blacked out from drinking.

[2cute4u]

I have great drunk stories every week... The tops is falling down the entire flight of stairs at Five... Yelling Spank at everyone while i was promoting... Then having to drive all the way to Gaithersburg to get my damn cell phone cause someone pocketed it! Then eating Mac N Cheese... Mmmmm... Then finding out one of my friends had gotten locked inside the club... so he went crazy.

[Charran]

A few years back I was partying with some of my friends. One guy that was there knew Ju-Jutsu and since I had taken it too we decided to show the other people different throws.
Everyone is cheering us on and we are having a great time until the guy throws me into the edge of a couch. I get up, laugh and continue sparring.
The next day I wake up with a bad pain in my side but ignore it since I remember what happened.



A few days later the pain has gotten even worse so I don't want to move or even laugh. When I finally go to see the doctor they tell me that the X-ray shows that I have a broken rib.

I was in pain for 6 months after that and I thought it was never going to heal.

Another bad thing about that party was that when I developed the pictures from it I find myself wearing a catholic school girl outfit. I had absolutely no recollection of this but was told that we all changed into some weird stuff.... Hm.....

[scrabble-abble]

let's see. for my 18th bday my friend and i down 1/2 a bottle of 151 at some house party. i was walking around call the bottle my girl friend and referring to sip as kisses. then the cops broke up the party and to get rid of the beers i find out that i threw a shit load of cans over a wall onto the highway. from the party i got a ride to 7 11 where i ate a chili dog. then pewk'd all over myself. got a ride home where i changed into clean backwards clothes. after that i was taken to a diner where i was suppose to sober up. i had to pewk at the diner and on my way to the bathroom i hit every chair and booth. cuz of that i got kicked out. then we drove around some more and i was let outta the car to pewk again. they left me on the side of the road and was gonna come back. when they return i was lying in the middle of the street. that was the last memory i had in the car. then i blacked out and i remember waking up in a closet upside down. i thought i was stashed in a closet at a friend's house until i fell outta the closet and realized i was in my brother's closet. following that realization i ran to the bathroom and pewk'd. the end

[DCDave]

One of my best drunk stories was going to Buzz one night and met this dude while in line. He took a fancy to me, invited me back to an afterhours party.........One thing led to another, and wouldnt ya know it? I met Funshine!!!!! And we have been best buds ever since!:yourock:

[BgBlkGuy]

Good drunk stories?? I dont remember any, just had friends fill in the blanks

[Yakko Red]

I love alleys in baltimore.

[MattaKnox]

i plead the 5th. seriously.

[housecat]

Originally posted by BgBlkGuy
Good drunk stories?? I dont remember any, just had friends fill in the blanks
I've got a story for ya :)

hehe

oh and :werd: to that

[BestBoardHooker]

I'm sure I'd have a lot more drunk stories to tell if only I could remember them...

well, maybe I'll have something to write tomorrow...partying at JMU tonight...kegs and jungle juice, oh yeah baby! Bring on the fun!

[BgBlkGuy]

Originally posted by housecat

I've got a story for ya :)

hehe

oh and :werd: to that '


Im sure you do! At I didnt do any streaking!!!! :sadblue:

[housecat]

:whoa:

hahhahahaha no just a bbq then :zzz:

"are you ok Fani?"

"naw man"


:haha:

:affection:

You coming out tonight btw?

Get on AIM sucka!

[BgBlkGuy]

GOD DAMN RIGHT!!! I might have a story to add to this thread. Short week was shitty. Need to alcohol to clean the slate! :specialed:

[A.J.]

I have alot drunk stories :D

This one time time i got really drunk and some of my friends had me doing cartwheels in the front room at Cubik.....owait that was last week
:ontome:

[Charran]

I might have one to add by tomorrow

[Gizmo]

it was at a rennisance-inspired feast at a friends house and I had pictures taken of me wearing gauntlets and kissing girls. I don't know why, and it's not very exciting, but there you go.

[Yakko Red]

Originally posted by Gizmo
it was at a rennisance-inspired feast at a friends house and I had pictures taken of me wearing gauntlets and kissing girls. I don't know why, and it's not very exciting, but there you go.

Make it exciting and post some pictures. :wink:

Sorry, I couldn't resist.

[Gizmo]

I would but I don't have them. :( The only one I have is really innocent and before the application of the gauntlets and mead.

sorry! :gotme:

[Amalthea]

Okay so I have two stories that are tied for best ... er worst drunken mishaps ...

1) Two years ago I was on my way up to Baltimore with 2 friends to go to sonar and I was driving. My friends were drinking on the way up, but I didn't want to drink and drive so I waited until we got in the parking lot and and slammed 2 1/2 bottles of Boone's Farm really quick then we went to get something to eat. Well, I ended up being so drunk that we couldnt go to sonar and we decided to drive home. My friend drove [although he was drunk as well] and had the headlight off. Needless to say, we got pulled over by the cops [Keep in mind, this all second hand account considering I was blacked out for all of this] I was passed out in the back of the car, but I did wake up in time to see the cops feild testing my friend ... so I, being the genius that i am, decided to get out of the car and try to explain the situation.
"Occiffer, my friend is driving my car bc i cannot"
"why can't you?"
"Im drunk"
"How old are you?"
"Drunk"
"I said how old are you"
"18" [at the time]
"Do you know the drinking age in Maryland?"
"It's different than Virginia?!?!?!"
"No ma'am ... how much have you had to drink?"
"A shitload!!!" :::Jumps up in the air waving arms:::
"Get back in the car"
:::Pukes on side of car:::
So anyway, we didn't get in touble. He just made us sit in a parking lot for 3 hours and called our parents, but I gave him my own phone line to call [mwahaha... brilliant!].

[Amalthea]

2) This past summer I was in Cancun with my family and had one too many tequilla slammers at the pool bar [which I was at from basically 10 am to whenever I passed out at some point in the afternoon]. I woke up sometime around midnight by my mom knocking on my door. She said that she couldnt find my sister and asked me to go look for her. I stumbled out to the hall and knocked over a trashcan. Then I went to the elevator and she followed. I leaned against the frame of the elevator doors for support and when the doors opened I tried to walk in but ended up falling forward and banging my head on the railing in the elevator. My mom then dragged me to my room where i then passed out.

The story does not end here though.

The next day I was walking around the resort and so many people were saying hi to me that i didnt know. I assumed I had met them when i was drunk and didnt really think anything of it. I went to the bar and all was groovy for about an hour until one of the bar tenders asked if i was ready to take some body shots ... I declined and he began to chant "BODYSHOTS BODYSHOTS!" Soon the whole bar area was chanting as well. Well I find out that previously I had began letting people take bodyshots off me .. in fact i had suggested it. Not only that I had them pour tequilla on me and let people lick it off. And if that is not enough I had entered this poolside contest where you had to dance and strut and kiss as many guys poolside as possible [and i won :specialed:]

And you think the story would end here ... but then the pictres were developed.

First off, the pictured revealed jsut how many guys [and quite a few girls] took body shots off me. Then apparently i passed out poolside. I know this bc there are pics of me passed out with leaves all over me. I asked my sister about it later and she said she found me passed out with guys taking pics of me covered in leaves with my own camera. So she helps me up to the room, but i collapse and passout in the elevator. With help from some very nice people she eventually gets me up to the room where i can pass out and then we go back to the begining of the story where my mom wakes me up.

Okay, so thats the end of my story. Hope you enjoyed my stupidity :D

P.S. If any of you all ever drink with me, these are isolated occations. Im not a sloppy drunk, I swear! I'm a fun drunk :yes:

[EurotrashEve]

Look at my left knee.I go a scar from playing slip n' slide on a brick walkway....

I have tons of stories...
Question is..do you have the time...??

[DeliriumDneRite]

When I lived in Harrisburg, I used to have a backyard at my apartment. Kim honey, I think this was before I met you. I had pretty regular drinking buddies and we all went out one night. Generally after a night of drinking I would wander around town, waiting to sober up. Well this one night at the bar I was doing shot after shot after shot. And there were a lot of people that I hadn't seen in a while, so everone was buying me more drinks and more shots. Halfway through the night, I got the feeling that I was just too far gone. And I got that wierd clarity you get right before you realize that the vomits are coming. Well...I leave the bar, do not tell anyone that I am leaving, I just leave cuz I know that I don't have time to do anything else. I lived within crawling distance of the bar and walked home. I wanted to make it inside, but didn't I made it to the trash can outside and just couldn't take it anymore. Stuck my finger back my throat gagged about twice and let it rip. Puked for about 20 minutes and decided that I would walk around until I was sober. I made it to Riverfront Park, which is a park near my apartment. Hit my knees, and started puking again. Crawled over to a tree near where I had just thrown up. Passed out, and woke up the next morning covered in my own vomit, with one hellish hangover, and walked home in my shame. Riverfront park has been a wierd thing. If you ever come to Harrisburg with me, we can walk through river front park and I can show you: Where i've had sex, where I slept under the tree, where I saw the straight couple having sex, where I saw the gay couple having sex, where the cops picked me up for trespassing....and where Matt was rollerblading and rollerbladed into a bush. Of which I still have the chunk of bush that I pulled off of him 6 hours later.

[DeliriumDneRite]

Kim...if you read these, you have to post the story about what Erik did.

[retail]

in the summers between college semesters my friends and I would party at this one kids house who lived in a really ritzy neighborhood of annapolis. it was a 4 story home, so after the parents were asleep in the top floor we would all get crazy in the basement.

one night after a bottle of butterscotch schnopps (which makes me dryheave just to type :chilly:) i decided to go for a bike ride on one of his little brother's bikes.

i proceed to ride around the neighborhood, puking in the driveway of every other home. i ended up flying down a hill and crashing into some bushes, and all the sudden not remembering how to ride a bike.

i have no idea what happened to that bike :shrug:

[retail]

guess you had to be there :afterbuzz:

[Gizmo]

I was there. Only I did it when I was 11, and wasn't drunk. That came later....

actually no, it didn't. I just wish it did. Picking gravel out of your wrist really sucks. Still have the scar.

[Mandaba]

i kissed a wall at cody's party.

[Jungleluv09]

Originally posted by Gizmo
I was there. Only I did it when I was 11, and wasn't drunk. That came later....

actually no, it didn't. I just wish it did. Picking gravel out of your wrist really sucks. Still have the scar.


Ouchies! :yikes:

[Gizmo]

it used to change colors in colder temperatures. i used it as a mood ring kinda... when it turned blue it was time to get out of the pool. When it turned white I should have been out of the pool an hour ago.

[Jungleluv09]

So what, it was a mood scar? :whoa:

[punkasschikadee]

Originally posted by decoy
At the last thanks giving party I was at they had a moonbounce, one of my friends works at a company that rents them and he got us the hook up. Everything was fine, nice party, good food, then the liquor run was made. I got a pint of courvasier and threw in for some Irish Carbombs. So, a pint of "sizzer" and 3-5 Carbombs (I lost count, a first!) later we were jumping in the moonbounce. **This is where the details start to get fuzzy, the accounts of what happened next are what I gathered from those who were there**. Apperently we were all wrestling in the moonbounce and I made a hole in the fabric holding two pieces of it together and fell out of it onto the ground. I was left there on the gound for a while and then I crawled through the hole back in and laid down!! wow. there was som hanging out after this where I knocked over a glass and two beers by accident. Both beers belonged to the same person. I woke up later sitting on the couch which is apperently where I passed out. That's a sort of hollywood experience, waking up somewhere and not remembering anything. But one cool thing happened I didn't puke!!!!!! woo hoo!!!

you got drunk and jumped around in a moondance

and you didnt throw up??

bravo.

[Gizmo]

yeah, that's actually exactly what I called it. And, just like mood rings, it doesn't work anymore.

[Jungleluv09]

ewwwwwwwwww!

[retail]

i have WAAAAY too many pics of me floating around in compromising drunken-induced situations.

:ontome:

[Jungleluv09]

I'll pass on the pictures of you in "compromising" positions... :haha:

[punkasschikadee]

i will not

:woowoo:

[retail]

me too :crying2:

[Jungleluv09]

awwwww, we all do stupid things when drunk... This is why I don't drink!

[punkasschikadee]

i can drink without forgetting things or doing incredibly stupid things (meaning outside of things i wouldnt do sober)

:cheer:

[punkasschikadee]

but i guess i should never say never

[buzzboy]

this one time i drank too much and i blacked out and the staff at the venue was very cool and some cool people took me home , stuff got broken and i threw up in the home of the people that rescued me but i made some lifelong freinds and still chill with everyone involved.... my advice through the experience is make sure you are careful not to over do it when you are crinking out in public.

[housecat]

:afterbuzz:

"dude did you have McDonald's fries for dinner?'

[retail]

my first house party at NCSU set a school record for most underage citations issued in a single residence. (none of us were 21)

:cheer:

[buzzboy]

Originally posted by housecat
:afterbuzz:

"dude did you have McDonald's fries for dinner?'

yes :nixo: :sadblue: :blush:

[housecat]

:smooch:

It's ok I didn't have clean up duty.


:evilred:

"I'll buy the Resolve if you clean it."

"DEAL"

[housecat]

I have countless drunk stories. One is the first time I yakked off Jager. This guy(who then became my bf he was so sweet) was holding my hair back as I hurled all over myself and him. It was love at first sight rofl.

Another is on NYE '99. My best friend was getting married the next day in Front Royal. I was with another friend near Mt. Vernon down Rt. 1. We were TRYING to get to my friend's party but our ride fell thru. I said fuggit and my friend and I drank an entire bottle of vodka by ourselves outside. Then off to a neighbors to drink some more. I blacked out on the curb. Her friend carried my ass back to her house. Thankfully, it was just a few doors down. I then wake up on her couch at 8 going :ohshit: I had to be at MY house and ready by 10 to be picked up for the wedding. I somehow made it in time but I was one hungover mofo at the wedding.

Please note. DO NOT get married on New Years. That hooker is lucky I made it at all.

:FUBAR:

[the sex molesters]

emily's stairs. that's all i have to say about that.

and hmmm... there was the week of my 21st bday, barhopping in dupont/adam's morgan in the middle of the worst snow storm i can remember. that was fun.

the really good stories i can't remember. so yeah.

[madeofwires]

I have countless drunk stories. One is the first time I yakked off Jager. This guy(who then became my bf he was so sweet) was holding my hair back as I hurled all over myself and him. It was love at first sight rofl.

:haha: how romantic lol

[housecat]

Yeah I know right. I think hurling is DAMN sexy baby.










:noway:

[the sex molesters]

well if you think about it... i think that is pretty romantic. i mean, seriously. it takes a strong guy to hold back the hair of a chick who's puking all over the place.

[housecat]

He was a keeper for real. Nicest... guy... ever.

[the sex molesters]

werd. anyways.

[housecat]

Other drunk stories involve drag racing on 50 back in the day. We don't talk about those though.

[the sex molesters]

hm. i'm totally drawing a blank for drunk stories. i mean, shit i get drunk so much....

[housecat]

The majority of my drunk stories are not of my own memory. Only from what I've been told. Eeeek.

:FUBAR:

[the sex molesters]

well in that case i can tell everyone about the time that i, apparently, got really drunk at a local bar with some friends.... and somebody gave me some kind of substance... and i ended up puking at my boy's house with some girl taking care of me and shit.

odd, cuz the girl came up to me at a party and told me this, and i had no idea at all who she was or anything. for that matter, i had no idea this event ever happened. i don't even remember ever being in that guy's house. it was weird. but she described it so well i feel like i have to believe her.

[The Logic Theorist]

Okay here's another good one:

It's 2001, I've just been laid off from my Senior Technical Specialist position with Pagenet, and given a severance of 6 months salary plus half my bonus (about 18.5 grand after taxes). It's a Monday.

I head to the Xpo, which is this tiny little bar near my house with no sign, that all these aging rockers hang out in, at like 5pm. Have some indeterminate number of Bombay Sapphire Martinis, and a few beers.

Skip out from there at like 9:30, head to the Mick's, which is in upper Greenville (kinda like saying it's a bar in Georgetown), where some friends of mine do this atmospheric dnb night. The booth is like this attic storage space that's been converted to a DJ area overlooking the bar. There's basically room for the decks, some records, and this one ratty ass old couch.

I get another martini, drink it, then climb up the ladder to say hi, and apparently pass the fuck out on the couch by about 10:15. And I mean I was -out- (rockstar)

I get woken up when some girl sits down next to me, and says, "You are far too cute to be sitting up here by yourself" (I swear shit like this never ever happens to me, so don't take this part of the story as being egotistical) and offers me some things I can't talk about on the board.

I leave from there, still drunk as shit, go back downstairs and meet her bf, and the 3 of us get more stuff I can't talk about, and go to his house in North Dallas and play records till 8am. She drives me back to my car, I end up making out with her all up on it, go home, chill for a whole minute, take a shower and get dressed, and drive out to go on a lunch date with the girl who eventually became my girlfriend of 2 years.

The Wednesday after that is another great story involving the drama that grew out of that situation, but I'll type that up later ;)

[DeliriumDneRite]

I had some guy try to get up on me at a party when I was puking in the toilet. We were at a house party, and I was throwing up in the toilet and he was throwing up in the shower. He got done puking and started rubbing my back (which I HATE, btw). Well after I was done throwing up. I looked at him. And the guy fucking tried to kiss me. Vomit mouthed and all. I was like...oh hell no...you are not kissing me. I think I threw up again after that.

[housecat]

BWAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA nice!

Oh, and I HATE having my back rubbed when I'm sick too. I'm the one that wants to be left alone when I'm sick usually.

[iminxtc]

the bathroom floor is the best place for drunks... at least me :D

[housecat]

I have passed out on a bathroom floor a few times. Cold floors own.

[Wickity]

I like having my back rubbed when I'm sick, just not when I'm getting sick.

[housecat]

That's what I meant.

[junkie79]

this one time in dewie beach/delaware I was at my friends house playing some drinking games with beer shots and that was around 4 pm , anyway I was buzzed by 7 pm and everybody wanted to go to this bar/club called the LIGHTHOUSE , so there we went and after I started doing some jagermeister shots and chugging some corona's in heavy doses my girlfriend took my wallet so I couldn't buy anymore alcohol , but no , I had to start doing some JD shots that someone was offering me , around 11pm I was completely drunk and shittface so there I was dancing and falling in the floor every 20 minutes , then all of the sudden I start making out with this girl while my girlfriend was seating at the bar looking at me , I started my trip to the restrooms but on the way I couldn't hold the puke anymore so I try to run and rigth when I was near the door , the whole thing comes out and these 3 girls that were coming out of the ladies room get totally and completely sprayed by me , I went in there , passed out in the floor and all I remember is waking up around 1 am back at the house with all of my friends filling the blanks , my girl starts a fight just when I felt the most amazing headache of all times and all I wanted to do is sleep .

but at the end , I had a blast , got my girl back and never showed my drunk ass around the club again :nixo: , that is just one of the few most embarrasing stories I have .

[Shakey]

South Florida + Me + My friend Katrina + 1/2 gallon of Jager + The bar after we finished the Jager.

That was a really bad night. I've been as drunk as I was that night maybe 5 times in my whole life.

Jager has been my favorite alcoholic beverage ever since my first taste of it many moons ago, but after that night.....I couldn't even smell Jager for about a year without getting violently ill.

(i've been following spiders)

[PaulieWalnuts]

I got drunk in London and ended up escorting my boy to his very first Brit hooker. We show up at this chick's house, right, and she lets us both in (surprising, that, actually) and I'm feeling kinda awkward being the wingman at this point, so I'm like, "yo, man, I'll be in the next room" (it was a small apartment). So they go and do their deeds and I'm sipping on Thunderbird (yes, I know, why drink cheap American malt liquor in a European country? 'Cuz I'm ghetto) and I was already lit, and I open up this closet and what do I see?
Black leather.
Whips.
Chains.
Spiky things.
Spiky things on dildoez.
Spiky things on HUGE STRAP-oN dildoez.
So, because I was so drunk, I was like HOLY SHIT, and I start banging on the bedroom door like the Archangel of Death and fuckin' hollerin' "DUdE! Get outta there, man! She's gonna rape you!" rOFLz.

He hated me until he realized he hadn't even paid the girl yet and already got a bj. Free bj's from hookers rule.