The Drunkest You've Ever Been

hmmm I cant remember most..so those are good drunk days. but my friend was telling me I killed a 5th one night of vodka and I kept getting up to dance to Sinatra and wanting to dance with a chair. I was asking the chair if it wanted to dance. thhen I wanted to go at the end of the street and race on foot with my friend..who was in the army.. yeah

 

The drunkest I've been and can't remember it would have been when I went to my friends party and woke up in someones car. I've only gotten bad that once every other time I drank for just a buzz and maybe smoked some pot with it

 

My 20th birthday. I didn't want to get very drunk (I rarely get too trashed and have never forgotten a night before) so I had a couple of drinks before heading out to the gay bar my best friend worked at. Little did I know he had told half of his coworkers it was my birthday...so I walked in and was greeted immediately by one of the bussers, who passed me a shot of (something). Within two seconds another of his friends saw me and said "Happy birthday! Let me get you a drink!" I turned him down but soon we were in the lineup at the bar, and while in line another friend of mine ran into me and joined in the buying of a rocky mountain bearfucker (shot).

So in my first 5 minutes there I had I finally managed to escape the lineup and reunited with one of the friends I had come there with originally, and he passed me a shot of tequila. Honestly the last thing I remember was going "Oh no, tequila..." and slamming it.

I woke up at 9am with a pot in bed with me. Never been that sick in my life. Couldn't find my id or purse which was sooo shocking because I've never lost anything drining before. It took me 10 minutes to get to the kitchen from the living room because I had to stop and lay down on the floor twice, and I had a greyhound to catch at 10:15 so I could go on the 5-hour journey to visit my boyfriend, who at the time was living in another city. ANYWAY for the next few days while I was visiting him, I'd had no idea what had happened the night of my birthday. I figured I had gotten sick and felt so bad, thinking I had probably made everyone go home early or something. Well I got home that Monday and finally called the friend who had given me the tequila and asked if the night ended up being lame because I got sick so early (as has happened a few times) and he said oh no.

Apparently I had danced on the stripper pole at the club (NOT something I do!), taken off my shirt and danced around in my bra, lost my id and cash and everything, and snorted a bag of coke. I do small amounts of the stuff occasionally but not nearly the amount he said I did! Danced until the bar closed and they kicked us out, went out to the alley to do more coke, offered a passing homeless man a line (which he graciously took of course), fell over on my back, threw up, the cops drove up asking if I was okay JUST as we barely got the drugs out of sight, my friends said I was just drunk and dragged me home and put me to bed with a pot in case I threw up again.

Surprise!!

 

I was so wasted i thought i was kingkong and i was versing the hulk for the seat as the president of the united states of Uranus but i think that was the dream i had after ebing wasted... who knows

 

This year, when I was at a friends house for her birthday party. Drink after drink, I started to get drunk and didn't even realized it. Ended up going to a friend of a friend's house...

 

I was in Nelson B.C. and it was either Friday or Saturday real hoppin'.. me and a couple friends did some pre-drinking, a few beers and rum and coke, so we were little buzzed then, and mad smoke, thats like the smoke capitol of B.C. other than Vancouver, so anyways, I ended up having about 15 drinks that night, after awhile they would not let my friend into the bars cause they said there was going to be a fight, so we let him wander around drunk out of his mind in the street while me and my other friend kept drinking.. we went back to the hostel which had a bar on the corner and a bar and club type thing under neath, they kept kicking my friend out, but at some point the entrance person was a lady we knew and she said he could come in, but we couldnt prder him drinks, I was drinking triple crown and cokes and stuff, but I never blacked out or anything... and before I went up stairs and passed out I remember it was funny there was a crowd of people outside the bar/hostel and some dude came riding through all drunk on his bike and some people pushed him over, and then this guy big with like a six pack abs and a vest on with a mohawk was like "Lets all go down to the beach and fight it's what we all need!!" he was giving everybody acid I heard the next day.. and my friend I last saw him with a way older lady hanging on him, and then I saw her get all pissed off at him and ditch.. It was so funny he had no control over himself... I crawled upstairs to bed, and thought about puking out the window onto the ledge out there and cleaning it in the morning, then I realized that was stupid idea and I went to the toilet then passed out... Good night

 

Every last time I went out.

 

I'm not sure as others have said it's hard to remember but I know I woke up in a pile of my own vomit the following morning.

 

One night I had finished off a 26er (a fifth in america) around 9:30-10:00 so I started on another. The last thing I remember was falling into/tackling a road cone. I woke up the next morning with only my pants on and I was covered in gravel, road salt, dirt, a bit of blood, and I had a chunk of skin missing off my elbow. I also discovered about three grams of pot in my left pocket that hadn't been in there the night before and I had a small road sign tied to my right wrist that my jerk off friends tied to me with baler twine. That was the drunkest (I guess) I've ever been. I don't remember the night.

 

lol these stories were entertaining

 

I just got fond memories of drinking straight whiskey, with the rising sun gleaming of the bottle... boy was that a night....

 

i dont drink often but when i do i get hammered. last time i drank a whole bottle of big wine and ate a fat ribeye steak. i threw up big time lolol

 

I dont remember obviously, but it'd be one of the two nights I woke up with a broken nose, or the night I walked through fire, or the night with a broken nose and a broken finger, or when I made an exgirlfriend cry because I yelled "fuck you-I love you-fuck you-I love you" for about two minutes, or when I woke up running uphill @ 5 AM in a puke soaked jacket, mid winter, and a cop passed me and thought I was just a jogger...

 

Imaginary Being

 

lol funny and clever.

 

Wow I have been totally hammered quite a few times it is hard to pick just one so I will go with the most recent:

I went to a Halloween party thru my job. I work in a record store and Universal Records was having their annual Halloween bash. They pass out cd's so there is a bit of promotion involved but it is really just about all the FREE drinks! The Artist Development Reps (ADR's) have drink tickets, and they pass them out.
This one ADR had a bit of a crush on me and was giving me all the tickets I wanted. I was passing them out to my friends, but I was drinking way too much, way too fast. I cannot even remember how many drinks I had. The tickets were for well drinks/beer on tap, but my ADR buddy was buying me champagne and top shelf shots BESIDES the drink tickets.
Keep in mind I was dressed like a vampire,really elaborate fetish style make-up, and the 2 co-workers I went with were dressed as Sid & Nancy. I drove that night. So, I was the designated driver...RIGHT!!!
I actually sang fucking karaoke, which I never do. I fucking sang "I Touch Myself" by the Divinyls I was so drunk I can just remember bits and pieces of the party. What I do remember is that I was going buck-wild.
I remeber going to my car when we left, and I got in the backseat. I tossed my keys to Nancy, I knew she could drive. I had enough sense to do that. But Sid and Nancy did not know where I lived ( I had picked them up) and when they asked me I would tell them "you know where I live, I fucking live on Earth" While they are trying to get me to tell them where I live I got sick and puked into this bag of free CD's I had from the party. Once the bag was full of puke, I rolled the window down and tossed it out. Keep in mind we were on the freeway. The bag of puke hit the person's windshield behind us. I still feel pretty stupid about that.
So Sid and Nancy take me to their apt and I refuse to get out of the car. They did not feel it was safe to leave me in the parking lot of their apt complex but I would not get out of the car. So I pass out in my car.
I wake up the nest morning, having to piss so damn bad. I see my keys in the ignition, and the doors are locked. SO I am thinking ok I will find a gas station to go pee. Well I look in the rearview mirror, and my super-heavy makeup from my vampire costume is smeared all over my face. I have false eyelashes stuck to my cheek, one of my fangs is missing, lipstick smeared all over, I was wrecked. I look over on my passenger seat and I see a piece of paper. It was a American Express gift check for $200.00!! I am thinking where the fuck did this come from?? I am too embarassed to stop at a gas station, I have to pee so bad I actually consider just pissing myself. AND I had to work that afternoon!
So, I brace myself for all the teasing I am going to get at work about how wasted I was. I was so hung-over and felt like a sack of shit. But at least I found out where the $200.00 came from: I won the costume party and did not remember. "Sid & Nancy" have yet to let me live this one down.

 

^hahahahahaaha that is so fuckin awesome

i dont have any good drinking stories. ive never blacked out. just gotten into drunken rage, lost a shit ton of things, cut myself doing stupid shit etc etc

my proudest moment was probably when i was sitting outside of a party, staring at cops through one eye as they told the person whos house it was to keep it down. it only took about two seconds before i got up and stumbled my way to the dumpster to puke my guts up. my friends were getting ready to bounce, so they are waiting in a car. i can't see straight and definitely can't walk. i had to have one of my buddies get out of the car and lead me to the backseat.

i dunno, i had a great time on MDA the other night though. i decided to climb a tree and piss out of it, because i wanted to be able to say i've pissed OUT of a tree

 

two stories, one when I was 18 and one when I was 19. (am 22 now)

First story was high school graduation party. Normal party, having a couple beers, and a couple more beers, and a couple more beers. Next thing I remember is that I am walking around the house/yard on my cell phone, on speaker yelling with some chick I had met online. After that I dont remember anything, but apperently when I went up stairs to go to bed, I went into my Mom and Dads room, my Dad had just went to bed. They say I was rubbing my dads belly thinking it was my dog.

Next story was when I was 19. I had just moved to a new town and the neighbor was having a "crawfish boil" on the super bowl. so I go over there, and the dude wants me to hook up with his sister (I think I had no shot, but everyone wanted me to) SO we are drinking and having crawfish having a good time, watching the superbowl. Next all the dudes there light up a cigar, so I am like sure I will have one. Thats the last thing I remember. The rest of the story goes, I try to talk to the neighbors sister when I am pissed and fall into and knock over the table the crawfish is on. Then I go into his house and sit on his couch to watch his wife and other girls do karaoke. Neighbors says next he goes to take me home and I have a big wet spot on my pants, he takes me home across the street. He goes back home, but goes to his backyard to pick a few things up and when he gets back inside, I am sitting on his couch Again! after he took me home.

So I finally make it home, and my parents are concerned. I go crash in the shower for like 30 minutes, and I am laying in the tub. When I get out of the shower, I go to put my pants on, but I really put my shirt on like my pants. So I had my legs in the arms, and was trying to pull this short up around my waist. Next day my parents are laughing at me and making fun of me, because it looked like I had some MC Hammer pants on when I put the shirt on my legs!

Those are my two "black out" stories

 

Although I enjoy experimenting with many different psychoactive chemicals, alcohol , at least hard liquor, is one of my least favorites.vim not against drinking or anything I just prefer other substances.

The drunkest that I have ever been was a couple of years ago when I was at my families house alone and a couple of friends were coming over. I drank half a bottle of martini, which I think is about 30-40% alcohol. I then had about 6 shots of tequila, 5 shots of london dry gin, and about 2 or 3 shots of smirnoff original vodka. This was all in about an hour and a half period. I stoppeddrinking and started walking around the house and my garden with my two friends that had came over. Anothet person then came over making a total of two males and two females. After a little while of feeling fantastic and dancing and prancing around the house I suddenly felt slightly sick. As soon as I went to the bathroom, I vomited, I went down onto my knees and drapped my head over the toilet, I soon found another head next to mine and my friend 'kristy' began to throw up too. Needless to say we could not handle our alcohol.

 

let's see... malt liquor, spiced rum, half bottle jaagermeister, some warm southern comfort. puking over the balcony on somebody's car, getting into an argument with the owner of the car, going down to fight him and falling down the stairs, waking up with no shirt at the bottom of the stairs with another beer in my hand. trying to walk up the stairs and eventually giving up, sleeping on the stairs all night. washed the eggs off my car.