Tell us your best and worst drinking stories? Had too much too drink showed your ass? Had the funniest thing ever happen on a night out drinking? Tell it all right here.... Spill your guts..... (Still intoxicated from the night before) lol.

Here's the worst...

Back when I was younger (21-23) I used to drink too much on a regular basis. Usually it wasnt so bad. Drink, act stupid, throw up, feel like crap for a day, fine.

But one night I was really hittin' it drinking beer and tequila shots. A couple girls we met wanted to do what they called Dr. Pepper shots. I had no idea what that was but if a girl asked me to drink flaming cow urine Id ask for a double. If I remember correctly a Dr. Pepper shot is 151 rum and amaretto dropped into a beer and you're supposed to slam it as fast as you can. Delightful. So they bought a round, then I bought a round, then my buddy buys a round and so on. I really lost track of how many I had. Side note: I have never been able to handle my booze very well and I had never drank 151before.

The whole night is a blur. That was the only time I ever blacked out. There are holes in the night that I cant remember. I dont remember leaving the bar. Somehow we landed at a diner and the nice guy who worked there was giving me some cold ginger ale to try to bring me around. Yeah, right. I needed a complete blood transfusion. I remember being out back behind the diner throwing up next to a dumpster. I dont remember how I got home or who brought me there but I woke up on the couch covered in vomit. Took me a couple days to recover from that and I NEVER allowed myself to get that drunk again.

Best drinking story? Hmm..I dont have many. I havent REALLY drank for so long. Probably just going out getting loaded and going home with a chick Ive known for about 30 minutes,lol. It didnt happen often but when it did wahoo!:devil:

Oh and at one Muprhy's Law show I was pretty drunk and going nuts. Spent half the show on the stage. The leader singer Jimmy got such a kick out of me he let me sing a song. Cavity Creeps for those who know Murphy's Law. That was pretty fun :)

I got drunk one night and the guy at 7-11 wouldn't let me use the bathroom. I started being out in front. When this bus from a Catholic school basket ball team drove up. Yes it was a girls team.

I really can't remember any of them???? So since I can't remember I have always been an outstanding member of society who always has watched his alcohol intake and would never consider overdoing it!
:cheers:

Ahem, ahem,................Well OK, First off you need to realize I was drunk or high on SOMETHING 24/7 for nearly 20 years at one point in my life. A lot more worse times than good ones.

I think the funniest one was a time I spent drinkin' pitchers of beer and shots all night. It actually started about noon I'd guess. By nine o'clock that night I had maybe 5-6 pitchers and at least that many shots in me. Had been drinkin' with a buddy and his ol' lady. We left and went to their place to continue our consumption by crackin' a fifth of vodka they had. About half way through that he started passin' out valiums. I ate three or four 10 mg. and half and hour later get sent out to jack in the box for a greasy breakfast pick up all round. I remember goin' through the pick up line and the next thing I remember was wakin' up on his couch. It took me three days to peice it all together and find my car. Apparently when I left jack in the box I took a wrong turn and wound up 20 miles north of where I was supposed to be, ran out of gas. I got out and tried to hitch hike home and wound up goin' the wrong way. When I figured it out and told the guy he took me back as far as my car and dropped me off. The memory's still blank up till I woke up on the couch.

Worse time had to be Same kinda drinkin', same bar, plus a little smoke. My then girl friend comes up and flashes a gram of PCP at me and asks if I'd like to share. Of course I was up in a heart beat grinnin' from ear to ear. There were three others to split this with and everybody wanted to go in the gals john to do it. Except me. We wound up on the front steps of the bar under a street light. Everybody did their line and I was nose down when they all just vanish. I look up and there's a cop car in the drive next to me. Two cops and one says whatcha got there bud. I smiled tooted the line and said it was supposed to be THC and I'd let him know in about an hour. Needless to say they hauled me and the evidence to the hooscow. As we were turning into the station the evidence, which up till then was up on the dash board.....a book and American Express card and a little dust , slid across the dash and hit the floor :lol: After about an hour I was off like a mutha and they says they got nothin' to hold me on except a year old excessive noise ticket and if I can come up with 60 bucks they'll cut me loose. I called the bar the girl friend comes and bails me out and we go back to the bar to get drunk. I wound up barred from the place for a month. Ahh, the memories.

Quig

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:lol: I am too but it didn't stop me. So fess up darlin'.

Tell us your best and worst drinking stories? Had too much too drink showed your ass? Had the funniest thing ever happen on a night out drinking? Tell it all right here.... Spill your guts..... (Still intoxicated from the night before) lol.

You got a few days to read?

You got a few days to read?

LOL , you up for that much typing?

Ahem, ahem,................Well OK, First off you need to realize I was drunk or high on SOMETHING 24/7 for nearly 20 years at one point in my life. A lot more worse times than good ones.

I think the funniest one was a time I spent drinkin' pitchers of beer and shots all night. It actually started about noon I'd guess. By nine o'clock that night I had maybe 5-6 pitchers and at least that many shots in me. Had been drinkin' with a buddy and his ol' lady. We left and went to their place to continue our consumption by crackin' a fifth of vodka they had. About half way through that he started passin' out valiums. I ate three or four 10 mg. and half and hour later get sent out to jack in the box for a greasy breakfast pick up all round. I remember goin' through the pick up line and the next thing I remember was wakin' up on his couch. It took me three days to peice it all together and find my car. Apparently when I left jack in the box I took a wrong turn and wound up 20 miles north of where I was supposed to be, ran out of gas. I got out and tried to hitch hike home and wound up goin' the wrong way. When I figured it out and told the guy he took me back as far as my car and dropped me off. The memory's still blank up till I woke up on the couch.

Worse time had to be Same kinda drinkin', same bar, plus a little smoke. My then girl friend comes up and flashes a gram of PCP at me and asks if I'd like to share. Of course I was up in a heart beat grinnin' from ear to ear. There were three others to split this with and everybody wanted to go in the gals john to do it. Except me. We wound up on the front steps of the bar under a street light. Everybody did their line and I was nose down when they all just vanish. I look up and there's a cop car in the drive next to me. Two cops and one says whatcha got there bud. I smiled tooted the line and said it was supposed to be THC and I'd let him know in about an hour. Needless to say they hauled me and the evidence to the hooscow. As we were turning into the station the evidence, which up till then was up on the dash board.....a book and American Express card and a little dust , slid across the dash and hit the floor :lol: After about an hour I was off like a mutha and they says they got nothin' to hold me on except a year old excessive noise ticket and if I can come up with 60 bucks they'll cut me loose. I called the bar the girl friend comes and bails me out and we go back to the bar to get drunk. I wound up barred from the place for a month. Ahh, the memories.

Quig

man quigster...
for bein' the proud owner of about 3 1/2 brain cells (can't be too many more than that left) you sure do have great recall !
i've got a few stories involving excessive consumption of alcohol containing substances; you can't have lived in a fraternity house without at least a few...
but the one that bangs into my head first, involved serious what they now call "date rape".
as i've been told, (as i still don't recall) i apparently indulged in a few too many withdrawals from the many kegs my crew purchased for one of our house's famous parties. depending on expected attendance, this would range between 3 and 9, half kegs. during this particular soiree, a certain female vampire-type schoolmate found my intoxicated personality intoxicating, and, according to eyewitness reports, "convinced" me to let her stay over in my cave (my room was an actual cave, took 7 months to create, an actual reconstruction of the perfect live-in grotto, quite an attraction). being unable to come up with any of the reasons i'd offered in the previous many failed attempts she'd made at such an endeavor, i apparently relented........ ( this is as good a reason as any not to drink to excess people ! ) the ensuing morning's hangover woke me up at an unholy hour, and, as i was the only soul awake of the 30 or so at the house, i ran away like king arthur's men in monty python's holy grail quest.( but of course, much quieter, and without screaming "run away !" lest i waken any of the sleeping corpses )
thinking i'd successfully averted the mandatory, and in this case obligatory, taunting of my frat bro's, i returned well past the time when everyone should have cleared out (only eight of us actually lived there).
ahhhh, peace and quiet, and the smell of a carpetful of beer spills. i go upstairs to my cave to check for evidence and BAM ! she's still there ! lookin' for round two ! difference is this time i ain't drunk...i escort her down the stairs, bid her goodbye, shut the door, and what would be a two-week long hosing from my buds, begins in earnest right in the living room. during lunch, during class, during the simpson's...always.
they had their fun at my expense, but i'm over it, after all what are friends for ? !

It's odd, my memory ain't fer squat when it comes to normal everyday stuff. I've got short term big time, but I can remember almost ALL the stupid **** I ever did. Kinda worries me.

And so ya don't feel like the lone stranger, I've woke up with a couple weirdos in my time:lol:. That's a whole nuther cigarette though.

It's odd, my memory ain't fer squat when it comes to normal everyday stuff. I've got short term big time, but I can remember almost ALL the stupid **** I ever did. Kinda worries me.

And so ya don't feel like the lone stranger, I've woke up with a couple weirdos in my time:lol:. That's a whole nuther cigarette though.

oh, i wasn't assumin' i was the only one... and that ain't the only time i've been drunken fodder for some crazy meat-grazer ! those crazy times were great while they lasted though !
long as everybody (eventually) gets home safe, we can all have a laugh.
peace brotha,
ck