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