Booze

[Zeldy]

Funnily enough, I don't have so many. I seem to drink so much that I get passed the "off your tits" stage and become partially unconscious. I'm usually found head over a toilet, or sat slumped in a corner. There was one time, though, when I was kicked out of a club for being obviously too drunk. I was thrown out the back door and I fell over into some glass that was obviously some smashed bottle on the floor. Blood dripping down my legs, I'm crying because I can't find my bag. Due to how much I was bleeding, I was admitted straight into the club through the front door and cleaned up. I went back in the club and danced away..

At a New Years party I got wasted in a very short period of time as I basically finished my entire bottle of vodka in about an hour. I've been told that I fell over in a door way, and was later serenaded as a joke as I was being sick in the bathroom.

[NorthernChaosGod]

I have a couple of stories, but I don't feel like typing them.

[Jiro]

ITT Julian is lame. Laaaaame

[Shorty]

I don't think Julian actually has any stories. Because he's lame.

[NorthernChaosGod]

I think you just want me to tell my stories.

[Bunny]

I am currently drunk and without clothes.

[G13]

I think you just want me to tell my stories.

That's usually the case with these kinds of threads.

[Old Manus]

So that's what I've been doing wrong all these years

[NorthernChaosGod]

I think you just want me to tell my stories.

That's usually the case with these kinds of threads.

You can't make me, maaaan.

[Madonna]

Dear NorthernChaosGod,

We would like to remind you: put up or shut up.

Cheers,

Us (Not to be confused with You)

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I hear about my own drunk stories, not tell them. I am, of course, too hammered to remember anything. The last time I was proper trashed, I woke up to an angry lesbian (her girlfriend was not angry). A story previous to that, I woke up in a running cold shower, face near the drain (how clever the cleanup). One early morning, my phone screams at me and I answer, only to have my mother scream at me for calling her at midnight to tell her she was a grandmother (best prank ever). One day after Halloween I found I was not wearing any panties (I dressed as a transvestite prostitute; normal attire enough). Yet another time, I eventually realized I was walking home wearing a girl's turtleneck sweater and sans pants (I somehow kept my keys). I refrain from drinking heavily now.

[G13]

I got coaxed into a Prom dress once. I got m'hurr did and everything. Pictures were taken and probably put on a friend's Myspace. I only saw them once and had no desire to keep any copies for myself. I don't drink with those friends anymore.

[NorthernChaosGod]

I got coaxed into a Prom dress once. I got m'hurr did and everything. Pictures were taken and probably put on a friend's Myspace. I only saw them once and had no desire to keep any copies for myself. I don't drink with those friends anymore.

I didn't know you were such a Pretty Pretty Princess.

[Peegee]

This threads seems as good a place as any to ask: There's studies that say that alcohol prevents the production of short-term memories. I cannot produce long term memories in the short-term - most days just pass as a blur of inane insanity until a month has passed, then suddenly I'll have a crystal clear recollection of the events in question.

For people who have blacked out or what-not, what is it like? I don't think I've ever blacked out - you should be cognizant of your surroundings or you would simply be arrested or stopped/taken advantaged of/etc. I can't imagine somebody completely out of his mind being able to find his way to anywhere.

[sharkythesharkdogg]

This threads seems as good a place as any to ask: There's studies that say that alcohol prevents the production of short-term memories. I cannot produce long term memories in the short-term - most days just pass as a blur of inane insanity until a month has passed, then suddenly I'll have a crystal clear recollection of the events in question.

For people who have blacked out or what-not, what is it like? I don't think I've ever blacked out - you should be cognizant of your surroundings or you would simply be arrested or stopped/taken advantaged of/etc. I can't imagine somebody completely out of his mind being able to find his way to anywhere.

I've experienced sleep functioning before. I used to work long night shifts, and there is at least one time in particular I can remember getting into my car to head home from work. I sat down, and closed my eyes for a minute to rest. The next thing I can remember is opening my eyes again and being in my driveway. It was about a 30 mile trip, but I couldn't remember any of it. Pretty scary.

I think being very drunk probably can pt you on auto pilot in sort of the same manner.

[NorthernChaosGod]

This threads seems as good a place as any to ask: There's studies that say that alcohol prevents the production of short-term memories. I cannot produce long term memories in the short-term - most days just pass as a blur of inane insanity until a month has passed, then suddenly I'll have a crystal clear recollection of the events in question.

For people who have blacked out or what-not, what is it like? I don't think I've ever blacked out - you should be cognizant of your surroundings or you would simply be arrested or stopped/taken advantaged of/etc. I can't imagine somebody completely out of his mind being able to find his way to anywhere.

Lol. People can't describe blacking out, the whole idea is that you don't remember anything.

And since you guys bitch about posting, I have a good black out story for you smurfs.

This was my buddy's first year up at UC Santa Barbara and I had decided to take a trip up with another friend to stay the weekend. In preparation and celebration of our arrival, my buddy has gotten us two handles of liquor (one Capt Mo and one Cuervo) and a case of beer for our second night there, as there was already a party for us on Friday.

We start of Saturday night by playing a Halo drinking game, every time you get a kill you take a shot. I took the opportunity to gain easy kills by shooting everyone when they were taking their shots. Which ended up with me taking about 12 or so shots in the span of a few minutes.

At this point we hear of a dorm dance going on so we decide to go down and check it out. There's moshing and slam dancing going on between me and my buddies, and then we all calm down a bit and actually start dancing with girls like we should have been. We all get bored after about an hour so we head back up to my buddies room to try and find something to do for the rest of the night.

We're sitting around trying to find a plan and I just want to drink more, so at this point I just start chugging from the bottle of rum while they talk about going out to get some food. No one can decided on a Goddamned thing so we just decide to head back to this girl's room to watch a movie.

Then I wake up in bed without a smurfing clue as to what happened for the rest of the night.

Apparently I had left with a girl back to my buddy's room for "privacy". After a while I went to wash up in the sink and just stood there and passed out. Breaking his towel rack in the process.

My friends had come to check up on me later and found me there still in the sink. They were asking me questions and I'd just grunt at them in response. The dicks just leave me and go back with the other girls.

Then they find me in bed and freak out and need to go check to see if I'm breathing. I am so they all pass out.

And then I wake up. Ta-da!