What was the drunkest you ever got?

I was wondering if anyone has any crazy "I got so drunk stories that I did this or that". For example I remember a time in my 20s I woke up on a subway platform after a night of clubbing. Does anyone care to share a funny odd or bad experience after drinking a little more than you can handel?

LOL yeah why not

I can share these as I'm much more grown up now hehe (yeah right 😉)

1. I went around to a BBQ/house party that my sis and bro-in-law put on, I drank a whole bottle of white wine in about 10 minutes, suffice to say, I was sick in her kitchen sink all over the saucepans etc. I was taken home and I had only been there for an hour. What a crap way to lose out on a great night lol.

2. Another house party; we were out in the garden and I sat on one of those wooden benches with no back to them. I was laughing so much that I lost balance and fell in my friends pond.

3. Last one I'm gonna mention; I was at a friends hen party in this club, we had already been out for a meal and drinking plenty. Got to this nightclub there was a pole there on a podium. Myself and a couple of my friends, thought why not and we got up there, hmm I totally forgot that I was wearing a short 'flippy' skirt and doing all sorts of gyrating moves and at one point my friend was pulling my top up as I was wearing this basque type and it kept on slipping. Oh brother I really reserved my dignity there lol 😛 The only good part that came from that is a friend of a friend actually thought I'd been poledancing before as she thought I looked professional. I think she must have had one too many haha 😉

There are others, but, I shan't tell those, I better skeedaddle hehe.

This happened about a month ago.

I was at a party my uncle was throwing. There must have been around 15 or so people in attendence, and quite a few of us were having drinks while my uncle served as bartender. I went up to his bar and asked him to make me a Tequilia sunrise. He had a better idea though; he wanted to celebrate with a drinking contest (celebrating me recently obtaining my Associate's Degree that is.)

I'm not much of a drinker, but I thought "hell, I'm 21 and he's 60, I can outdrink him." BIG mistake! NEVER underestimate the elderly folks.....ever 😛

We tossed a coin and it came up in his favor, his poison of choice was raw vodka; nothing to mix it in, no rocks, nothing. I had about 12 shots in under ten minutes, which wasn't the best of ideas. Twenty minutes later, it all came rushing in at once. I don't remember much of that night, but I do remember going to the party with shoulder length hair and waking up with it all but sheared off.

My wonderful friend whom I love dearly *end sarcasm* also thought it would be a riot if he took a video of me drunk off of his cellphone to show me later. Seems as though my high point that night was stumbling around the backyard, shouting I was "the jolly green giant" and wanted to "sail the seven seas" before puking all over the lawn and passing out.

Not doing that again anytime soon.

Mine was last year on 4th of July weekend in Washington, D.C. A friend and myself met these people, some from Europe visiting DC. Well, we all went to this Irish Pub, Kelly's Irish Times... drank our faces off. I think I drank more than anyone there -- SoCo & Lime, Yeager Bombs, Three Wisemen, and a bunch of other stuff people just handed me. After some magic tricks, pool and shooting the shit, we stumbled over to their hotel room and hung out there acting like fools. I was extremely drunk and apparently made out with some 17 year old asian chick (I do not recall this, but I do believe it because someone took a picture of it on their camera phone and emailed it to me later) and then finally went head first into the toilet puking my brains out. We decided to leave and head back to our own hotel.As I was crawling on my hands and knees out of their room and through the halls of the hotel, I realized I left my purse in their room. The purse and contents alone easily totaled around $1k. This goes to show that no matter how drunk a girl is, she will always remember her purse. Upon leaving their room, we go down to my car, and realize that we're still way too drunk to even walk let alone drive anywhere. So, we're parked in front of the Capitol Building a block or two down, and start puking our brains out. Chipotle burrito bowls don't taste as good coming as much as it does going down.There was rice everywhere. So, I've gotten to the point that I am fine, pretty damn sober because I puked everything up. My friend, Ray, is still far under the weather. He keeps opening the car door and puking, getting it all over the side and everything. At one point he opens it and this crack head (no joke) is starting to approach the car, I keep yelling at him to close and lock the door but he's still barfing his brains out. As for me, seeing him puke is making me sick but I've already thrown everything up by this point and start to dry heave. We spend most of the night sitting all alone on the side of the street in DC in front of the Capitol Building quite miserable until we were able to drive back to the hotel.

I paid for it the next day ten fold.

This was by far the most drunken night of my life.

The second most takes place in Gatlinburg, TN and was pretty much all the same but took place in a hot tub, but I went home single because my true feelings finally came out prompting me to finally break up with my then fiance. This was definitely the most productive drunk night of my life...

Let me mind you, I hardly ever drink. Getting drunk to the point of being considered belligerent and puking is maybe a once a year thing. Any other time is just maybe a beer here or there at social gatherings but no drunkenness. That being said, you can imagine my tolerance when I do some serious drinking. Not very high.

When I was 18 I drank so much at a party that I passed out and woke up at home some hours later having no idea how I got there or what I had been doing. Not a wise thing to do, not at all.

nothing. I had about 12 shots in under ten minutes, which wasn't the best of ideas.

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Not only unwise,but it could be dangerous.😱

slap'n'ticklee said:

Got to this nightclub there was a pole there on a podium. Myself and a couple of my friends, thought why not and we got up there, hmm I totally forgot that I was wearing a short 'flippy' skirt and doing all sorts of gyrating moves and at one point my friend was pulling my top up as I was wearing this basque type and it kept on slipping. Oh brother I really reserved my dignity there lol 😛 The only good part that came from that is a friend of a friend actually thought I'd been poledancing before as she thought I looked professional. I think she must have had one too many haha 😉

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I have a poledancing story too! We went to club for a friend's bachelorette party a couple weekends ago, and there was a pole up on the bar. I climbed on and practiced my moves - it was fun! I believe I got a total of six Lemon Drops out of it (he bought them even after I told him I was unavailable - what a sweetie!)... and I'm pretty sure that's the drunkest I've ever been. 😛

Of course, getting on the pole sober was how I got the drinks in the first place, but whatever... minor detail. 😀

Oh please! Americans trying to make out they are beer monsters? do me a favour!.....Rockets to the moon, Junk food, Rubbish TV, yep you are the world leaders no question...but drinking? sorry, your behind even Canada at that sport.

red indian said:

Oh please! Americans trying to make out they are beer monsters? do me a favour!.....Rockets to the moon, Junk food, Rubbish TV, yep you are the world leaders no question...but drinking? sorry, your behind even Canada at that sport.

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I tried a Google for alcohol consumption per capita for Canada vs the U.S.
All I came up with was mortality rates for liver cirrhosis and such, not quite what I was looking for.

If you think y'all have us whipped, we need numbers, fella 😀

The drunkest (and dumbest) I've been was driving with a friend in a COMPANY CAR to the Blue Fox in Tijuana, Mexico.

Woke up two days later back at home in the U.S., the company car was undamaged, and I still had a job. Talk about luck.

This was many many moons ago... like twenty years...

I've only been falling down drunk one time in my life. In June, 1990, about seven months before I turned 21, I was over at my best friend's house with him, and another friend. None of us were 21, so we couldn't get alcohol yet. However, my best friend's 24 year old sister, told us she would get us alcohol, as long as we stayed in the house, and didnt drive.
I'm not sure exactly how to describe how much vodka it was I finished. It wasn't a large bottle, by any means, but it was larger than one of those small ones that you used to see on airplanes. I would say this one was medium size. I kept making screwdrivers with it, and I really don't remember how many screwdrivers I had, but, within a little bit, I was smashed! My best friend told me that I was lying on the floor, babbling in this baby like voice. Our other friend was passed out completely. I was told that I just kept lying there, babbling my ass off incoherently, before finally falling assleep.
Oddly enough, the next morning, when I woke up, while I did have a huge hangover, I did not actually throw up. I just had a major amount of gas.
So, that's my most drunk story. While I have been "Buzzed" since then, I believe that night in June 1990, was the only time I was actually falling down drunk. I really don't drink alcohol, so, there arent too many drunk stories for me, except that one.

Mitch

Once when I was 19, i drank a gallon of screwdrivers...really out of a gallon jug with a long crazy straw... I remember being pissed off at my friend that I was riding with and walking out of the cabin we were all partying in, which by the way was in the middle of dirt freaking nowhere...I remember getting sick on the side of the road and then I woke up in a phone booth in town and called a friend to come get me. scary... never have drank another screwdriver...

and then on my birthday this year, I had a margarita and 2 lemon drops (yes folks 3 drinks makes me absolutely loopy) at dinner with some friends, me and my girlfriend helped each other to the bathroom where I proceeded to miss the toilet and fall flat on my ass in the bathroom floor. Which of course prompted the giggling to be so out of control that I couldn't get up...and she couldn't help me because she was giggling...so it was kind of a long bathroom break...

TKpervert said:

I tried a Google for alcohol consumption per capita for Canada vs the U.S.
All I came up with was mortality rates for liver cirrhosis and such, not quite what I was looking for.

If you think y'all have us whipped, we need numbers, fella 😀

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I believe the indian is claiming that the UK has us beat (as well as Canada) and from what I've witnessed, he's quite right. British friends of mine can put away like 15 pints and not even seem drunk. At least for beer, I give the "prize" to the UK. For hard liquor, we probably have it.

I'm afraid I've never been drunk, I have had a bit to drink on the occasional New Year's Eve, but never to the drunk point. However, I really enjoy watching others get bombed and their antics. I have gotten to tickle some tipsy gals in the past that otherwise wouldn't have paid me any mind at all. 😀 So please, do tell on folks...

I used to have a friend in college, who could literally put away a dozen beers in a night. While he was pretty drunk, he wasn't drunk enough to pass out, or even get sick. He used to do this pretty much every weekend. He lived down by the Jersey shore, and, this one summer, we went to dance clubs down there every weekend. Before long, he would be drinking beer after beer, and the numbers would pile up. Eight, ten, twelve beers. When he did this, I was always designated driver, so I couldnt drink. I just found it incredible how much beer this guy could put away, and not even pass out, or get sick. His alcohol tolerance was the most of anyone I've ever known.



Mitch

I've never been drunk. My mind is already enough of a drug...

drunk enough to black out various times

September 15th 2001 It was at my bachelor party at Jillians in Boston ( behind Fenway Park ) and I had several drinks, mostly beers Miller Genuine Draft, and a tequila sunrise other than that i dont really remember much LOL

Senior year in high school. I scored the winning goal in sudden death overtime of a district playoff soccer match. It was a huge upset, the team we beat was undefeated up till then and I was the hero of the campus. I even got my name announced at halftime of the football game. That evening I celebrated by getting drunk on Anheuser Busch products chased down with shots of tequila. Later on that night the "hero of the campus" was found passed out on the side of the house of a party I attended. My so called buddies dropped me off on my parents front porch, rang the doorbell and drove off like the cowards that they were. My mother answered the door and thought I was dead. hehe Surprisingly, I didn`t get grounded.

I have no tolerance for alcohol whatsoever, so generally i dont drink but on rare occasion i do. Once sitting atop a waterfall i helped polish off a bottle of Jaeger and fell down the waterfall... twice... broke a couple ribs the second time down. Another time was a New Year's eve party, i was trying to get drunk faster than my husband so i wouldn't be embarassed by his belligerent behavior later, ended up accidentally drinking more than i intended, tangling myself in someone's christmas lights, crying on the lawn about my ripped sweater, falling out of the truck while driving through a neighborhood ... lucky for me someone was damn near taking stop photography of the night. Then my third and most recent drunk i spent at my renter's house crying about my failed marriage. I bet Nothings more uncomfortable than a drunk married woman in a single man's house at midnight.

Just to clarify, I have no idea about relative drinking prowess between the US and Canada, I used that as a way of pointing out the difference between what septics consider to be "off the wall" "rock n Roll" alcohol abuse and the reality of the mean streets of Her Majesties subjects. Believe me guys, you dont know your born state side!

I have travelled to a number of countries in the last few years, and I have not seen anything like the behaviour which is considered mundane or routine in the UK. Believe me when I tell you you really dont want this in your country. Myself and my friends who accompanied me on these foreign trips were struck with the big difference between the UK and apparently everywhere else on the globe, when it comes to civilised behaviour in proximity to alcohol.

I remember for instance being amazed to find a Mcdonalds open in the twilight hours in the middle of Berlin. This would never happen in my home town, the place would probably be ablaze if it was allowed to be open at that time of night.

unclebill said:

Senior year in high school. I scored the winning goal in sudden death overtime of a district playoff soccer match. It was a huge upset, the team we beat was undefeated up till then and I was the hero of the campus. I even got my name announced at halftime of the football game. That evening I celebrated by getting drunk on Anheuser Busch products chased down with shots of tequila. Later on that night the "hero of the campus" was found passed out on the side of the house of a party I attended. My so called buddies dropped me off on my parents front porch, rang the doorbell and drove off like the cowards that they were. My mother answered the door and thought I was dead. hehe Surprisingly, I didn`t get grounded.

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Sweet Jesus, you ever dealt with an angry mother? Your friends were brave just bringing you to the door in the first place.

bellystrokes said:

Sweet Jesus, you ever dealt with an angry mother? Your friends were brave just bringing you to the door in the first place.

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My mother is sweet......just like me. hehe And she has pretty blue eyes. 😉 As to my friends, that was no way to treat a hero.

bellystrokes said:

Ok, mods, who are now enjoying NEST, I will refrain from hijacking anymore, heehehe

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Hey! She's right. The mods are all away. Let's trash the place! 😛