One time my friends and I were drunk at a bar and found a bottle of whipped cream vodka that a bridal party had left in the bathroom. We all drank a ton of it and then all hell broke loose. For some reason we all split up in the city. One friend ended up at a club dancing with a middle eastern guy, another friend ended up at a strip club and got a lap dance, another one was alone and fell and cut her face. Freshmen had to help her home. Me? I threw up and peed myself on the floor of the bar until my then BF, now DH, rescued me and carried me into a cab.
It takes too much to get me drunk, so it"s only happened a few times. The most drunk I've ever been took 7 shots, 4 mixed drinks, and 12 beers...and led to sex with a stranger on some random lawn near the club.
It takes too much to get me drunk, so it"s only happened a few times. The most drunk I've ever been took 7 shots, 4 mixed drinks, and 12 beers...and led to sex with a stranger on some random lawn near the club.
I was barely 21 if even that. It was a friends birthday and his wife had gotten a hotel room at the casino for us all to hang out in and drink. My BF, now exH, and I were the first ones other than the other couple there. Two more people showed up and we were talking and started drinking. I hadn't had anything to eat all day so it was a recipe for disaster. I was drinking way too much, way to quickly. The other party goers started giving me shit about not being able to hold my liquor and I shut down. I hid in the bathroom for about 10 minutes before they realized that I wasn't in the room with them. Then they started pounding on the door asking if I was alright. That's when the nausea hit. I couldn't control it so I set my keys on the back of the toilet turned the shower on and got in. I was fully clothed and all. I was in for a couple minutes when I realized that my phone was still in my jeans pocket which I was still wearing. It made for an interesting couple days trying to get it working again and it lasted 6 months before actually kicking the bucket.
Let's go back to college. On a quiet holiday weekend I got so drunk I decided to have sex with a random stranger. We went to my room. He was so drunk he... um couldn't. We got in the shower to try again. Then the fire alarm went off. We ran outside, soaking wet. And all that had happened was fairly obvious to the few people who had stayed on campus that weekend.
I've told this story before but I've drank DH's pee before. Totally wasted after a Seahawks vs. Niner game in San Fran we were leaving the stadium and I was passed out in the car then woke up in a drunken stupor and grabbed a bottle of what I thought was water only to find out it was piss and drank it. Not my finest moment.
I once cried to my friend when I lost my cell phone and I screamed to her over and over that "she didn't know what it was like to lose a pink razor" this friend has never drank a drop and I am afraid of what else I said to her. SHe was too polite to tell.
The first time that I was playing spin the bottle (while drinking) the boy I kissed immediately had got the shits after our kiss. That one knocked my confidence down a peg or 5.
Post by mrsbabe614 on Jan 21, 2015 12:55:15 GMT -5
Well I was 20 and DH and I were dating at the time. We went to his best friend's cousin's birthday party (who is fucking loaded $$) well I had never had jungle juice (NEVER DRINK IT! It's basically 20 kinds of hard alcohol mixed together) and DH and his friend were like oh drink up! It was a red solo cup full and I'm about 125 so you know where this goes. I took my shirt off, passed out in a pile of coats, had to be carried out, stole a cigarette out of someone's mouth on my way out the door. DH was also drunk and was going to LEAVE ME IN FRIEND'S CAR! (asshole) Said friend carried me in, next thing I know I'm naked in the bottom of the shower puking. Later I found out DH thought it was best to put me there. After I threw up he scooped it out with his bare hands! (gross) the next morning I could not stop puking. I definitely think I had alcohol poisoning that time...
Post by mrsbabe614 on Jan 21, 2015 12:57:00 GMT -5
Bachelorette party: Made out with my bridesmaid and barfed into a trash can that I thought was in the dark part of the club. Nooope, everyone in line saw me.
Post by sweetadeline on Jan 21, 2015 13:15:34 GMT -5
One drunken Halloween while out at the bar with drunken pals, I decided to mack on this dude that was dressed in a sumo wrestler costume. I mean, how could I resist? The costume had a little fan inside of it to blow air in the costume, giving it the sumo-effect. Well, as if that weren't enough, I must've been grinding all up on his sexiness (ahem) on the dance floor because the next day I had black and blue bruises on the inside of my upper thighs from where the damn fan was hitting me repeatedly. I was too drunk to notice how bad it hurt.
Also....so many beer goggle experiences. Thank god smartphones weren't invented yet because the photos would be super embarrassing.
Post by sweetadeline on Jan 21, 2015 13:19:01 GMT -5
After 4 or 6 too many pineapple and vodka bevy's (years ago) at a Toots & The Maytal's concert, I climbed on stage and danced with Toots for several minutes until a security guard patiently guided me back to the audience. I'm sure I was a wicked good dancer at the time...I probably resembled one of those car lot blow up wobbly stick things. Good grief. I pray that my daughter is nothing like me.
I am in tears over here! You lady's are hilarious. We need a vegas trip so bad.
My bachelorette party I was at some club with poles (wasnt a strip club) and the chick working said she'd teach me how to use it. So she did and I have no rhythm, and I'm just swinging and grinding all over this pole. Made my friends take pictures of me Cuz I thought I was hot shit. Somehow a couple of the pics got posted on my Instagram, I was so embarrassed. I think I deleted them before anyone saw, but one guy commented, "I don't think you're supposed to post these." Ugh.
Another time in Vegas i was at a resort that's off the strip, that has bitchin pools with sand n stuff, and I was spinning around in the sand in the water and puked everywhere IN the pool.
After 4 or 6 too many pineapple and vodka bevy's (years ago) at a Toots & The Maytal's concert, I climbed on stage and danced with Toots for several minutes until a security guard patiently guided me back to the audience. I'm sure I was a wicked good dancer at the time...I probably resembled one of those car lot blow up wobbly stick things. Good grief. I pray that my daughter is nothing like me.
You mean the wacky-crazy-inflatable-arm-flailing-tube-man?! I love those things.
Post by carriedaway19 on Jan 21, 2015 17:31:21 GMT -5
When I was in college, the guy I was dating dumped me the day before our 1 year anniversary. It was right before Halloween. I went as a french maid, got drunk, and made out with his 2 best friends.
Post by rockynfrankie on Jan 22, 2015 17:14:09 GMT -5
A few years ago a small group of us went to NOLA for like the 5th time. Well every year prior we had a larger group of people. This time it was just 5 of us. We went to Pat O'Brien's and ordered their Magnum Hurricane (3 gallons) We actually had to talk another group of people into pretending to be with us because there is a minimum # of people needed to order the drink. Well the 5 of us drank it, mostly DH & I because everyone else there were beer drinkers. We continued drinking, I blacked out part of the night so I don't remember all of it.
But we ended up at a strip club on Bourbon St. DH was not looking good so we decided to go back to the hotel. DH is over a foot taller than me and I was practically carrying him down Bourbon. I have no idea how long we walked before we realized we were lost. All I can figure is that we turned the wrong way out of the strip club and ended up in the ghettoest ghetto I have ever been to. I couldn't even see straight to use my phone for GPS. And of course DH was worse off than me. I peed on the side of a busy street. We hailed a cab, DH threw up all over me and the inside of the cab. And we ended up walking into the hotel at the same time as our friends who stayed on Bourbon St for 2 hours after us. Woke up with no money and a raging hangover. But we started drinking right away at breakfast so that solved that problem.
Post by tarraberra on Jan 22, 2015 17:46:38 GMT -5
I brought a box of franzia to my friend's pool party a few years ago. I used the wine to play flip cup which was a HUGE mistake. I ended up shitfaced and topless in the pool. Threw my full glass of wine at another friend's boyfriend that had splashed me then wound up barfing my insides out for a few hours. To this day DH has no idea this happened.
One of our last weekends at vet school my friends and I were drinking and decided to go play in the rain (yes like 5 year olds). We were running through the grass and my friend disappeared. Turns out she fell into a 50 foot sink hole that opened up from the rain. It was one of the scariest things I've ever seen but now turns out to be funny because how many people can say that. It was pretty embarrassing though as the fire department drove up and I'm leaning over the hole trying to pull her up with a blanket that was obviously too short.
Post by crawford411 on Jan 22, 2015 18:26:22 GMT -5
Second weekend hanging out with DH, his roommates got me and my freshmen friends wasted (they were juniors). I somehow ended up under the beer pong table yelling about how sticky it was. This has become a running joke amongst my friends for 10 years now!
For my bachelorette party, we went to Windsor, Canada and got wasted then went to a fully nude male strip club, where I got an onstage lap dance. I also bought my friend a lap dance for $20. Well apparently $20 American buys you a lot in Canada because the guy took my friend into a private area for a mostly naked lap dance. She was mortified and she had a very serious boyfriend.
I had a patient once who was wasted and tried to break up a fight on a balcony. Instead, he just ran straight off the balcony and broke 4 bones in his foot and 2 in his leg. Don't be a hero on a balcony while drunk.
90% of my ortho cases in fall semester involve alcohol. It's the surgical gift that keeps on giving.
Post by darwinfish on Jan 22, 2015 18:49:04 GMT -5
When DH and I broke up a few years ago I went down to NC to visit family for a week. My aunt and uncle own a restaurant there, so they introduced me to their employees who were my age. I got piss drunk every night I was there, and one night in particular was that girl who decided to dance on the bar with her shirt off.
And here's the one from my ask DF anything post...
A few years ago I was SUPER drunk and we were at a party on someone's lawn. It was sort of like a frat party. A bunch of guys came over to me and asked of I wanted to do a keg stand, and since I didn't know what it meant I was all, WOO!!!!!!! GONNA DO A KEG STAND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!, and followed them. DH eventually saw me with these weird guys and asked what I was doing and I said I'M SO EXCITED TO DO A KEG STAND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!. He then took the bottle of tequila from me, and told the guys I was not going to do a keg stand. I was upset, and went to play cornhole, but kept throwing the bean bags into the street instead of at the target.
I fell asleep on the couch with mcdonalds fries all over my chest, and a burger in my hand.
My rainbow arrived 10/15/14.
5 cycles of "TTC" - 3 intentional, 2 not so intentional. 5 BFPs.
TFMC 08.02.13 at 19+ weeks. Everyday I grieve for my little Olive.
Post by rockynfrankie on Jan 22, 2015 19:24:21 GMT -5
darwinfish so you're saying you've never done a keg stand?! I think that means you need to do one! Just a tip from my first keg stand, make sure you tuck in your shirt, unless you want to give everyone a free show!
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