Another self explanitory thread. Share some of your funniest and most fucked up drinking stories

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Does waking up in your neighbours backyard or a police station count?

We all have to learn at some point...

Most fucked up one I know is a friend of mine trying to throw a bottle off my balcony and falling off the balcony himself breaking his shoulder in two places!! We laughed our ass off but it wasn't that funny to him.

How about my friend who was walking home and passed out in the front grass of a church.

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That's just as bad as getting a ticket for pissing against a church in the middle of the night.

If anyone remembers Sanderinos, we did that back in Belgium as well. I think PST was there as well.

i'm bored writin a report so here goes

last year at a small friendly new years party, i brought a girl to the party that knew one knew, this girl got smashed to the point where she would pass out then at perfect minute intervals she would sit up for a second and pass out again...kinda scary i know

fast forward, she tells me she needs to go to the washroom and since i was the only one who knew her, it was my job to bring here there, none of the other girls there wanted to help. so i carry her there and she starts pulling off her pants, so i turn around go to the door and yell outside if anyone else wants to do this..no one answers... by now shes passed out right infront of the toilet so im like wtf, i step over and try to lift her up to the toilet n i notice my feet get really wet @_@

at this point i'm like wow this guy has alot of water on his floor, then i realized....she fuckin pissed the floorR!! feel my pants a bit wet and notice she pissed there too, so i go back and ask someone to bring me a towel and then when i turn back again....she fully took off her pants!! (she had a hairy muff) and yep i had to sacrifice myself and put her piss full pants back on...atleast i saw her muff

needless to say, i never saw her again

hahahaha

New Years eve,
Age 15

After drinking 12 cans of Colt 45 and five shots of rum at my friends apartment, I wasn't feeling so great, so I stepped out onto the balcony for a smoke and started jumping up and down and shouting random drunk shit at people walking around on the street. Some guy in the apartment right below us got pissed off and went onto his balcony and looked up towards me to yell just as I started vomiting I covered his head and face with puke in one giant eruption of spew. Needless to say, we all cleared that building pretty fucking fast. We walked to another friends apartment about 15 minutes away. On the way there our friend Fuddy saw a shopping cart and brought it to the apartment. When we got there, he took it up to the roof and pushed it off (10 floors high) just as a truck was driving past on the street below us. You should have seen the fucking dent it made in the hood. Who knew a shopping cart could do so much damage What a fucking great night.

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Jesus, every weekend is a worthy story.

I'll post some eventually.

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Well, I got drunk to the point where I would just black out and wake up in time to vomit, then black out, then vomit blah blah for like 5 hours.

I will NEVER drink Skyy again.

I'll post a good one if a) it happens or b) I can remember one. I know I have a few to share in my mind somewhere.

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And some of you drunks are saying ecstasy is outrageously dangerous?

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hahaha i remember passing out on a picnic table in the church yard. and the church was right across the street from the police station! haha i was lucky and awoke a few hours later, b4 sunlight, and just walked myself the rest of the way home. good night.




p.s. rehab is going great!

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hah

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I have some!

ok for me:

one time i had to work SUPER early in the AM, but didn't want to work, and was very bored that night. so i drank 10 shots strait and played video games all night (i was like 17 at the time) and int eh morning i woke up fed my cat and took a shower (felt PERFECTLY FINE) then BLAM! puked all over the shower, clean up was a breeze and called in sick and said i had food poisoning. OH what a little prick i was.

Back in high school me and this chick i had a HUGE crush on got drunk and her best friend drove us to this old graveyard. now heres the fucked up part. out on cowbay road (witch connects you to most beaches and hick houses) is the ol' loonie bin. so across from it was woods, but IN the woods was the old graveyard they buried the dead crazy peeps. so we get to this old barn (hahah theres another "fearfrost" story there) and he walk down the trail we wonder the damn woods for like 15 mins in -10c weather in just hoodies. and off in the distance we see this big white cross and BAM CREEPIEST THING EVER this small cleared out section of the woods just littered with crosses, and if you looked down on the ground there were these little sanded down rocks all over the place. they were the children's graves. and we took pictures and shit then left to go back to the car. so we go to tim hortons and warm up to coffee, after we get back in the car, candyce (the chick i liked) was freaking out because the steam on the window looked like a ghost, then the car turned off and we had to start it back up. nothing too crazy just a creepy drunk story really. too bad it was not a high story would have been better, but i dont think its a "ghost story" fuck that stuff.

and lastly:

this summer after a weekend night with bassB and all the other crazy fucks, i drove my woman and our buddy dave home. first it was my lady we drove home, and then ont eh way to daves we stopped at McD's for drunk eats (i was sober) and we hit the drive thru and as we pull to the window, some fucks kick my car. dave jumps the fuck out and BAM he gets smoked in the face goes down and gets stomped. me i get out JUST as dave is getting stomped. get back in the car as dude comes my way. and due to power windows and a car being off the prick comes at me thru said window and im trying yo boot the fucker out as he swings at me. they end up fucking off and dave was perfectly fine minus the fact he had a small cut on his head. Then word speads back to our boys at our friends place and we drove around looking for them... but turned up short.

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i was at a show with a bunch of friends and i was already drunk, and i saw two fairly decent looking chicks, so my dumbass stumbles over there and stands behind them, leering at them angrily. one turns around and introduces herself because she clearly has a thing for denim and leather clad warriors such as myself . she introduces her friend whom has a glam metal hairstyle and all 3 of us become the goodest of friends! Then the flirting begins and I paid attention to their body language and they wanted to fuckign SCREW. They soon asked for vodka, but I didnt have any, but i thought HEY! JIMMY HAS SOME! (Jimmy is a friend of mine from another band) So I tells the ladies that I'd be right back and I find my friend and he sure has plenty of vodka left, so I convince him to be a pal and share it with me and the two other girls. So in a flash, all four of us are taking massive swigs from this bottle, and one thing leads to another, i start making out with the chick with the glam cut and my friend starts making out with the other. Then we get the bright idea to leave the show and go find someone to buy us more beer, which we did, but my drunkass gave the guy a $20 bill, and he bought us only 2 40ozs of cheap domesticated beer, and made off with my change. SMOOOTH. Anyway, we all find ourselves on train tracks hanging out, drinking and smooching with our partners. I remembered that i had a 32 oz of Heineken in my friends car so I told them that we should go get it and share it. So we walk over to the car, i hop in the drivers seat, the glam cut chick hops in the passenger, and ym friend Jimmy and her friend hop in the backseat. When i found my beer i look up and we both see my friend and her friend just going at it, making out like horny rabbits, her ripping off his leather jacket and such and him tearing off her bra. So me and the other chick took a cue and left. We finished the bottle of Heine off and then she starts grabbing at me and stuff, so I told her to sit tight and I went to another friend to ask him to let me use his truck for a wild ride. He grudgingly said yes and then I went in the truck with her and handled my business. I blacked out, I snap out of it and shes crying, NOT because i was bad, but that her friend in the next car that my friend was SLAMMING was GONE. And she ran out of the truck half dressed (no shoes), in 40º F/ about 4.4º C, screaming her friends name. I black out again, I wake up to my friend driving and I'm huddled in the corner of his truck smelling my fingers and clicking my lips saying "it was sooo good, its been too long..." The next day, my friend tells me that EVERYONE was watching his truck (which had me and the girl with the glam cut) and my friends car (which had my friend Jimmy and her friend) sit next to each other, rocking and bouncing and an occasional moan and grunt, and we had an audience going. Then I got a bunch of messages on myspace from different people that were at the gig "Hey Mike, i heard you raped a chick last night!! is it true? say it isn't so!"

Thats a diiiirty rumor that took a while to shake off. What happened was that some guy that doesn't like me saw the girl i was boinking run crying and decided it would be funny to spread a nasty rumor about me raping a chick, and it looked believable considering the circumstances. But lemme tell ya, that was a crazy weekend for me. Regardless how shitfaced i got, im never forgetting that shit, some of my friends still bring it up at parties because its just a crazy story.

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At my friend's graduation party, 2 girls we know got drunk and ended up dyking it out on the bar table in front of everyone. I have a shitton of crazy drunken stories, but that moment was probably the highlight of anything I've experienced. Just the fact that it was 2 real hot girls we've known our whole lives, it was completely random and unexpected, and it was hot.

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It was my 17th birthday and a friend of me we call Potter (he really looks like harry potter) was terribly drunk and so do I, then we were on the balcon and he start to throw it up everywhere he could, but we were in an appartement on a street that there are full of people walking around, then, one of my friend brought a bottle full of water to push the vomit on the sidewalk but there was a guy and a dog...those two got the vomit! it was so funny that pissed (just a bit) in my pants!

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give him the $5,000 !!!!

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This thread is going to get filled FAST.

I use to have two problems when I was a stupid rookie and had no grasp on my limit. 1.) Breaking things that aren't mine, and 2.) streaking.

A few years ago I had a few too many and as I was stumbling around a friend ran behind me and pantsed me. Completely. So instead of pulling my pants up I took them off, took off my shirt, and ran out the front door. About 20 minutes later I ring the doorbell (still nude, except for my shoes and my shirt that I was now wearing like a cape) and I greet my friends with a handful of random items (flood lights, signs, door knobs, etc) that I had "collected" from a near by business complex.

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8:00 pm
started the night with a shot of cpt. morgan spiced rum(nothing special)

moved on to jagger-bombs

5 drinks later smoked a fat ass blunt with like 5 other people.

memory is fuzzy

flashes of myself rolling around in my friends yard trying my damnest to stand up.

close eyes, open eyes, im in his garage.

close eyes, open eyes, stumbling accross my front lawn as friends speed off down the street.

5:00 AM

open eyes. on metaltabs, soaking wet clothes, muddy.

apparently I fell in the lake right before they took me home.

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goddamn, too much to mention. Vomiting from the attic down two stairways in the middle of the night, going back to sleep and let my parents do the cleaning till 5AM was memorable

As well as setting the roof of my student-appartment on fire (which cost me 5 grand). Running naked across The Hague in the middle of the night.

to name a few

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My friends (sorta) and I used to drink down in this abandoned/nearly non-existent little house area. It was tucked away past tons of brush and fences.

Well, later we discovered (and once witnessed) that gangs were constantly moving through this area.

It was fun having a cop tell us that when we got busted with tons of alcohol that we had to COMPLETELY POUR OUT, damnit. I'm REALLY glad our driver had not had anything to drink that night.

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Starting on 8 pm, allright. But 5 drinks later it's like 9 pm.

Then it's 5 pm and you're on metaltabs and you're in wet clothes? Something is wrong man...

I wonder why it's like that. When you're drinking in public in any foreign country they let you pour out your drink on the street. (since it's safe after you've done that, wtf)

When they asked me to do that in Italy I downed my beer instantly and the cop went apeshit. How much does it matter? Why waste the beer?

Well, I am underage. so I would have gotten ANALLY FUCKED if I had done that.

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hahah what is he going to night stick you to stop you?

Chug chug chug.

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Well, I walked 3 kilometers at 5 in the morning to pass put in a tub(which was used to house fishguts) that was filled with water earlier that night. I remember leaving my house with some friends for a party, then nothing.

I wake up in the now ice cold water filled tub in all my clothes at 9'o clock and as I head home I pass some hitchikers and just as I walk past them(dripping wet and looking like shit) I throw up. Then I smile, give them a thumbs up and go home to throw up some more and have a nasty cold.

Meh, not that bad but the only thing I can remember now. (It's 4'o clock here now)

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It reminds me of when I got caught drinking in the dorms at Berklee. We were drinking vodka and gatorade and the RA's came in the room and insisted that we poured out all our alcohol. so I took the gatorade containers and dumped them out in the sink and told them that was all the alcohol. Little did they know about the half gallon of Skyy sitting in the freezer. Went down to the RD's office, got written up, went back to my room and we took the half gallon and went out and finished it off. What happened the rest of the night is a whole different story on it's own.

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Do tell.

The first night I ever got drunk was pretty wild. Me and my cousin shared a fifth of rum, a fifth of Jim Beam, and a couple shots of Absolut. I remember sitting on his couch eating Oreos and I had a puppy in my lap. It began eating an Oreo I had resting on my leg and I just watched it saying "You shouldn't be eating that, homes. I'm pretty sure that's chocolate." Yet I made no effort to stop it. Later on I threw up my guts and passed out for a moment on a futon, but was later woken up by my cousin's wife screaming at him because he pissed in the closet. I remember trying to console him because he was pissed by saying "Man, she's mad cause no body wants to clean up urine in a closet." After that I blacked out. I woke the next morning on the futon. They told me after I finished my sentence I passed out and hit the floor hard, inches away from landing on a weight bench. Ahh, good times.

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Started drinking at my mate's house. Decided I wanted to go to my other friend's house so I head over there with 10 beers in my hoodie. I knock on the door and his sister answers and tells me he isn't home. She looks at my jacket and asks what I have in there. I respond "My Xbox". The next day she tells me she knew I had beer in my jacket. I'm a fucking idiot hahaha. Don't really know why I told her that but it was hilarious.(she knows we drink)

5 jagerbombs and a shot, and you're hammered? Wish i was a lightweight sometimes, usually have to hit the ale, then split a bottle of jager with a mate, then probably a bottle of jack 3 ways.

Fucking love jager though, but it's expensive! I could drink that shit all day- remember once when i was in the pub with some work colleagues, and a couple of us were drinking double Jagerbulls (2shots jager to one can redbull), had 10 of them and a couple of pints..... didn't do anything, and it cost me an arm and a leg too

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Hes young. Give him a break.

First

Second

Third

Two fridays ago... Need i say more? I was black out drunk. i don't remember shit.

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I think it was the blunt that did him in.


Speaking of Jager, it's my absolute favorite drink. It turns me into an animal though haha. I get more aggressive drinking that than any other form of alcohol. I remember splitting a 5th of Jager with my friend at a party at my other friends' house down at school. Some kid got cocky with me and my friends so I ended up dropping him and 2 of his friends. I really fucked them up too.. my shirt was covered in blood and it wasn't my blood haha. All 3 of them were bleeding from their nose and mouth. Some from around their eyes. Their faces were all swollen and everything. Ah, good times. I don't get in fights often, but when I do, i make sure I do it right.

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can you tell me why the fuck in every american party there are red glasses for beers, its so terribly cliché.

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Bob, sometimes there's blue too. I actually have green ones at my house now. Red is just the most common color that's sold. I don't think people are really worried about what color the cups are as long as there's alcohol to fill them

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well for you, its a common thing, but here, in Montreal, that's something we think very funny because its very cliché (in all movies with a party, its blue or red)

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haha well what do you guys drink out of up in Montreal?

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I was at a some random guy's party and decided to go all out and drink my ass off. I ended up having to drink 6 cups of some kind of nasty Belgian beer, 2 cups of whiskey and coke, and 3 cups of vodka with lemon.

Sad shit is that I ate some nasty macaroni and ground beef and washed it down with some Donald Duck orange juice before I started to drink. I got so stoned and drunk that I passed out in the middle of that dude's garage and right before I was about to puke I screamed "Allahu Akbar" and blew chunks on my brand new boots and some of it got on some dude's pants.

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at the bottle itself, or in a glass, made of glasses! or sometimes with a straw and a buck!!

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So when you guys have a keg party, you hand out glasses to your guests? I really doubt that haha

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Yeah seriously.

So what if its cliche?

Go to the super market, go to the plastic cups and tell me what color they are.

Nobody gets them because they're red or trendy/cliche, but because their cheap plasitc cups. Infact i have one sitting in front of me right now.

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http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l...101214_5083.jpg

Yes.

Kegs up here are expensive as balls. I get 30% off at the micro-brewery I'm working at now which is fucking sweet. Not to mention a lot of free beer/refills of test batches/etc. It's going to be a messy summer.

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First of all thats not a keg, and 2 how many people would you give glasses to?

There is no way EVER i'd give glasses to 40+ people.

Besides:
1. I don't have that many glasses
2. I don't want to CLEAN that many glasses
3. I don't want broken glass all over my house
4. I don't even trust myself with a glass alot of the time at a party.

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That's why you buy plastic cups in bulk.

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haha yeah BB, but I'd like to see what you guys do at parties with 150+ people. That's a shitload of mugs to buy, hand out, and trust people with.

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EGGGGxactly.

There was a party down the road from here that was like 1500-2000 people.

I didn't go. Didn't really see any piont in going.

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Could of got laid?

This goes back a few years, and probably was the best fricking birthday party I could ever have gone to.

So I went to this chick friend's birthday. It was pretty cool, she lived pretty far away near the border, in the middle of nowhere with the only thing noteworthy in this bumville was the Dutch airbase rumored to have nukes
Okay, not important..

Annyhow, during the day I met some of her friends, these guys were the classic example of..rebelious teenagers in hickvillle?
They took us on a fucking wild ride in their car trough the country roads, think "Dukes of Hazzard" and your spot on, except for police chases

Well, also bizare was the fact that this girl lived in...her previous elementary school!
Her parrent were rich eccentric artists, and bought the schoolbuilding when it closed down. They filled the house and surroundings with surreal statues, and the girl lived in the basement level craft class, it was so fricking huge If you put in walls in her room, it would be big enough to count as a fucking apartment

Well, on to the party itself. The event was held in the backgarden/playground, and there was also an indoors bit in the previously used gym.

Basicly, there were so many people and booze, it was ridicoulus
Everyone had beers and booze in their pockets, hands, every time you talked with someone you got handed a beer and had to down it within 5 minutes because then you got another one..and another one..and another one..

Suffice to say, I got pretty wasted.
I remeber sitting in the corner, wondering why my vision kept shifting all the the time, surrounded by (in my drunk eyes) pretty hot chicks, when I felt the urgent need to retreat to the bathroom.

I sickfaced..a lot..in the sink.
However, it didn't take long to sober up for a bit, so cleaning up my mess (I'm a nice guy like that) I was about to enter the party again, getting my hands on some booze and some of those hot chicks.

Unfortunatly, that was when the party was unnoficialy over. Everybody retreated to their respective homes, and me and a couple of others went to sleep in the gym.

There was a nice perk to throwing up though, I was the only person without a hangover in the morning

I remember waking up, put some nice noise on the stereo and rummaging for any leftover booze (didn't find any, though )

I was also told those chicks were pretty much into me, and were even arguing over who go first dibs, but didn't mind 'sharing'

Man, that was such a waste though

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It was that or a friends part with like 40-50 people. The chance of getting laid there is 100x larger.

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They cup their hands

lol I think your fly is down

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It's a 20 litre keg.

Yeah, I haven't been to many big keg parties. They probably aren't as common around here as they are in the States. Here it's all about a few good friends getting trashed in the kitchen.

I'm a huge fag anyways and usually bring my own glass at parties.

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I don't really have to many interesting drinking stories, The first time was fun though. I was a dumbass kid who found some alcohol in a glass jar in our basement, and drank until I felt sick and threw up my lunch four times. I'm not even sure what I was drinking, probably grain alcohol or vodka, hopefully it was alcohol though.

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That's fucking enormous. Was it a block party or something? The largest single house party I've been to (not counting block parties and shit like that) was probably about 400 people or so, 30 kegs, 8 of those big recycling bins filled with Jungle Juice, and a few live bands. It was definitely crazy, but like you said, I much prefer the 40-50 people who are actually friends and who you actually know type parties. It's hard to meet people at a real huge party because you might never even get the chance to talk to the same person twice. I'll spend 20 min talking to some hot girl, walk away to refill my beer, and never see her around again.

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40-50 is still pretty damn big. There's nothing wrong with 4-8!

After going to school at West Virginia, I dont really look at 40-50 as big at all. Down there, going to a party with 150 people is no big deal really. On an average friday night, we might hit up 3-4 different parties with over 100 people at each. But it gets old. The best times are the ones with your close friends, not a large number of random people. If you can get a handful of your close friends, some bitches, and some booze, it's a perfect night.

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Yeah I prefer drinking in small groups with close friends and family. I hate huge parties with too many people I don't know.

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The snowboarding club here is apparently pretty big. They own like this house that has like 20 bedrooms or something. They apparently always host these giant parties once or twice a year.

A friend of mine went and said he had fun but i have a feeling it wouldn't be worth the effort not to mention it eventually got broken up by the cops. THey were there chilling before but then people started getting stupid and like I heard people were throwing stuff at the cops so they broke it up.

What stupid fucking people. Don't even have basic respect for other people.

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