I was WAYYY too drunk last night
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I was WAYYY too drunk last night
So I went drinking with my buddy Darwin, Mario, Eric (Matrix311) and his roommate. Damn Saki Bombers go the best of me. I slept 7.5 hours and STILL woke up drunk. It's one of those "I'll never drink again" days. Does anyone else have a good drinking story? 
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last new years someone had this great idea of bringing a checkers board with shot glasses for the checkers. i end up playing this lady friend in it, and she fills hers up, some with beer, some with puckers, i go outside for a second come back, and i notice all mine are filled with something pretty dark, not beer or pucker. after she outsmarts me and jumps one of my shots, i take it and find the easily recognizable taste of jaeger. after that, we continued playing, sadly i lost and ended up taking a lot of shots of jaeger, i'm not sure how many, i guess i could go count a check board. eitherway after that i stop drinking for a good two hours because i was buzzing pretttty hard off all those shots in a such short time. after those 2hrs someone had shown up with a fifth of everclear. so we start drinking verrrrrrrry slowly, because of how ever clear makes you insta-drunk, and people drop off as the night goes on. by the time its 6am it's me, my 280 lb friend who can outdrink most of us, and a skinny girl (maybe 110lbs). between us we continue drinking to like 7 where my, around 7 my big buddy passes out and its just me and the girl. we're on a couch, and we both take one more shot saying its our last, 10mins later i smoking a cigarette and the little girl falls sideways, laying across my lap. and that was the end of it. i didn't do anything to her because i'm not a 'get her drunk and do her' type of guy, but i ended up talking to her the next, went out for 3 months and broke up. probably one of my prized drinking nights. ever since then i've liked everclear because it never makes me sick and always gets me drunk (although i have only touched it maybe twice since new years heh)
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Originally Posted by jyoung
i didn't do anything to her because i'm not a 'get her drunk and do her' type of guy
Give her my number, I've got some Jeager around here somewhere.
i have been naked in front of people number in the teens at least twice,
i have also woke up naked in the kitchen wearing only a wife beater and a sock.
i have pee'd in the closet and puked out of a moving car.
i have also woke up naked in the kitchen wearing only a wife beater and a sock.
i have pee'd in the closet and puked out of a moving car.
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Originally Posted by alex053
i have been naked in front of people number in the teens at least twice,
i have also woke up naked in the kitchen wearing only a wife beater and a sock.
i have pee'd in the closet and puked out of a moving car.
i have also woke up naked in the kitchen wearing only a wife beater and a sock.
i have pee'd in the closet and puked out of a moving car.
Last thursday night at Fox and Hound, and Maloney's I had 11 beers, a shot of jagermeister, a lemon drop shot(country time lemonade tasting), and a 3 wise men shot(Jim, Jack, and Jose) That was a fun night, then I drove home, I know I shouldn't d and d, I might get arrested like Michael Phelps or something. Then on the way home, 2 jettas pull up next to me(1 on each side) and slow down, then just take off. So, stupid me, drunk off my @$$ decide to chase them down and play their game of drive really fast next to other cars(no, not racing) hehe. That was an adventurous(sp?) night to say the least.
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Rep Power: 0 This past Halloween was WAY too much for me for I blacked out and that has never happened in my 14 years of drinking alcohol. I puked all night into the next day. I made phone calls while I was blacked out that I would swear up and down I never made. I took over the main stage at a gothic club in downtown Tucson and did a striptease dance without taking my clothes off. Okay, the last sentence happens all the time without any alcohol. By all accounts, no one knows how much alcohol I consumed that night, but, we came up with almost two full bottles of Disoronno. I will honestly never pass three drinks at one time again for that scared the hell out of me.
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Rep Power: 348 one time i got up and went to what i thought was the bathroom and took a ****...next morning i woke up and stepped in a puddle of wetness on my carpet....i blamed the dog but after almost two weeks, it hit me one day and i figured out that it was me....cause my door was shut, dog couldny have got in 
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Rep Power: 379 About 6months ago I was in Colorado and we got drunk as **** at Rock Bottom. I stole a salt shaker and my buddy Justin was chasing me for it. (I guess he likes salt a lot). Anyways I stepped in some water and got my dress pants all wet. Later that night we were at a gas station filling up and this guy was staring at me. I was drunk and it made me nervous so I said the first thing that came to mind "I stepped in a puddle dawg". It must have worked cuz he stopped staring.
i got plowed last nite
baseball player friend was in town....he deiced to meet us up at the bar in his new deisel.
a 45 foot toy hauler with two awnings and a pop out with a raced out YZ450 in the back. me and 3 other guys drank a 30 pack in the parking lot of the bar then went inside and drank untill they turned the lights on...
baseball player friend was in town....he deiced to meet us up at the bar in his new deisel.
a 45 foot toy hauler with two awnings and a pop out with a raced out YZ450 in the back. me and 3 other guys drank a 30 pack in the parking lot of the bar then went inside and drank untill they turned the lights on...
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Rep Power: 304 When you are old you have lots of good drunk stories. Most of which are the kind that are warning to the younger folks. Who never listen and repeat you mistakes.
I could write a ****ing book with these things Im telling you and Im not that big on the whole lets get wasted and do stupid **** stories...
but here is one I remember always.
This was oh, hmm... 18 years ago maybe. I was in my punk phase (2nd punk revolution) were talking when Black Flag and NOTA (tulsa based btw) minor threat, etc were hot. I was going to be picked up by friends on the way out. I got a coke bottle (2 litre) that was mostly empty down to the "bevamirage" (2 points for using a sniglet) so I poured in about the same amount of Wild Turkey, guzzled some of it, carried it with me as I staggered down my oh 200 foot at least driveway. I felt the buzz hitting, and hitting and hitting as I slowly went from "cool" to "drool" and felt myself moving while I thought I was standign still. You know the move, you try to be still but you wobble when your feet are firmly planted.
So, my friends arrive, pick me up. My GF is with them. I proceed to give her a shitpot of hickeys on her back (not my thing but i was wasted at this point). First stop, a convience store off the highay. I got voted most likely to succeed in getting beer, was handed the cash and went inside, totally out of my mind to get budweiser.
Amazingly I actually succedded here. Drunk teen, cash, beer. bombo combo.
So, we then headed off to the club. When finally get to the club... Images? I think (51st and Sheridan caticorner to the Farm). We park, pile out and head for the club. At this point I am pretty much 4 sheets to the wind so I am not exactly quality drunk, I'm quantity drunk.
I remember the door. I remember hugging people. Lots of people. I remember one of them telling me "Sir you are drunk". Hugging a cop is not good when you are drunk let alone underaged. They told me they'd have to deal with me unless I could find a ride home. My friend who drove told them she'd take care of me. She took me to the parking lot where her van was and we sat and talked for a while. Then she said "stay here!" and she went back to the club. I got bored, found the cooler, got a beer out and proceeded to drink it. Then decided I needed to open the door to the van. And drag out the cooler full of beers.
bad mistake.
Walking thru the lot was a group of large stupid ugly cowboy hicks. The kind that make you wish you were somewhere else. They of course started ****ing with me and decided they wanted the cooler of beer more than I did.
They pushed me around, took a few loose "haha this guy is fun to **** with" swings at me and the my friends showed up. One of them was a very large black guy who loved to fight. he broke one of their arms I remmber that part. We got in the van and drove off. The driver decided she needed to tell her pal, the skinhead. Who also happend to be one of the top skins in tulsa at the time, rip i think was his handle. his buddy, mental and all, was orbit i think. anyhoo... he thought she meant I was the one who stole the beers and put a gun to my head. it was a small caliber, the bullett would have bounced around in my skull making me dead. but she convinced him it was hicks and he mounted a skin posse to go make thing right.
I remember waking up at home after that not sure how I got there.
And that is why I hate cowboys and getting wasted on hard liquor.
In oklahoma, you cant avoid either. now Im old and fat and noone ****s with me because they know Im a loser.
so its all good in a bad sorta way.
I could write a ****ing book with these things Im telling you and Im not that big on the whole lets get wasted and do stupid **** stories...
but here is one I remember always.
This was oh, hmm... 18 years ago maybe. I was in my punk phase (2nd punk revolution) were talking when Black Flag and NOTA (tulsa based btw) minor threat, etc were hot. I was going to be picked up by friends on the way out. I got a coke bottle (2 litre) that was mostly empty down to the "bevamirage" (2 points for using a sniglet) so I poured in about the same amount of Wild Turkey, guzzled some of it, carried it with me as I staggered down my oh 200 foot at least driveway. I felt the buzz hitting, and hitting and hitting as I slowly went from "cool" to "drool" and felt myself moving while I thought I was standign still. You know the move, you try to be still but you wobble when your feet are firmly planted.
So, my friends arrive, pick me up. My GF is with them. I proceed to give her a shitpot of hickeys on her back (not my thing but i was wasted at this point). First stop, a convience store off the highay. I got voted most likely to succeed in getting beer, was handed the cash and went inside, totally out of my mind to get budweiser.
Amazingly I actually succedded here. Drunk teen, cash, beer. bombo combo.
So, we then headed off to the club. When finally get to the club... Images? I think (51st and Sheridan caticorner to the Farm). We park, pile out and head for the club. At this point I am pretty much 4 sheets to the wind so I am not exactly quality drunk, I'm quantity drunk.
I remember the door. I remember hugging people. Lots of people. I remember one of them telling me "Sir you are drunk". Hugging a cop is not good when you are drunk let alone underaged. They told me they'd have to deal with me unless I could find a ride home. My friend who drove told them she'd take care of me. She took me to the parking lot where her van was and we sat and talked for a while. Then she said "stay here!" and she went back to the club. I got bored, found the cooler, got a beer out and proceeded to drink it. Then decided I needed to open the door to the van. And drag out the cooler full of beers.
bad mistake.
Walking thru the lot was a group of large stupid ugly cowboy hicks. The kind that make you wish you were somewhere else. They of course started ****ing with me and decided they wanted the cooler of beer more than I did.
They pushed me around, took a few loose "haha this guy is fun to **** with" swings at me and the my friends showed up. One of them was a very large black guy who loved to fight. he broke one of their arms I remmber that part. We got in the van and drove off. The driver decided she needed to tell her pal, the skinhead. Who also happend to be one of the top skins in tulsa at the time, rip i think was his handle. his buddy, mental and all, was orbit i think. anyhoo... he thought she meant I was the one who stole the beers and put a gun to my head. it was a small caliber, the bullett would have bounced around in my skull making me dead. but she convinced him it was hicks and he mounted a skin posse to go make thing right.
I remember waking up at home after that not sure how I got there.
And that is why I hate cowboys and getting wasted on hard liquor.
In oklahoma, you cant avoid either. now Im old and fat and noone ****s with me because they know Im a loser.
so its all good in a bad sorta way.
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Originally Posted by armieo
This one time I got drunk and then I almost got laid.
Last night we went from Bourbon Street to *****Cat Lounge to Le Girls.
Too many strippers!
Originally Posted by Rufus
You lucky dog!
Last night we went from Bourbon Street to *****Cat Lounge to Le Girls.
Too many strippers!
Last night we went from Bourbon Street to *****Cat Lounge to Le Girls.
Too many strippers!
ya..i got that text message
"STRIPPERS EVERYWHERE!!"
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Rep Power: 379 lol. I didn't think the wifey would approve.... but I knew Alex's wouldn't find out cuz he was up late surfing kiddie ****.
