The Drunkest You Have Ever Been...

[SueleenGay]

Posted: 8/10/04 at 12:24pm

There has been a lot of talk about drinking lately.
Well, last night I went out with some "friends" for a drink. I had two Mich Ultras and then someone bought shots of something called yagermister (sp). It tasted AWFUL. Like nyqil, only nastier. Well, the first one did, any way. After two more, I started to like it. Then I blacked out. I know I got in a cab, somehow made it home, threw up on the front steps of my building, and made it to bed.

I think that is the drunkest I have ever been. But I feel great today! No hangover at all! Oh, and this is hysterical, I just watched my maintance man clean up my vomit!

Anyone else have stories like this?

[ShineOn]

Posted: 8/10/04 at 12:26pm

I have some bad stories I may share at a later date, but hey, I was drunk last night, too!!!

Tip to the youngin's... don't neglect food all day then go to a bar and have a few drinks. Or if you do, bring along a loaf of bread.

[SueleenGay]

Posted: 8/10/04 at 12:29pm

Oh, I forgot, my maintaince man was just cursing and telling as he cleaned up. I'm not sure what he was saying cuz I don't understand Puerto Rican.

[ckeaton]

Posted: 8/10/04 at 12:31pm

I got so drunk once, that my friends just put me in the passenger seat of my car, and left me there.

Well... they proceeded to get drunker, then many of them were arrested for the offense...

I woke up shivering, both from the detox and the chill... spent the next two days barfing a strange orangeish gel like substance... But no record.

[CJR]

Posted: 8/10/04 at 12:33pm

OMG Jagermeister is the DEVIL. No, that's a lie, Yukon Jack is the devil. *shudder* That's some nasty ass crap there... unless you're drinking shots of You So Sexy (Yukon Jack, SoCo and Triple Sec).

Anyway... drunkest I've ever been? This has only happened once, only one person saw me like this, and it'll never happen again. I stayed with a friend of mine in Queens the night before a trip (I was going to DC to see another friend in a show)... he made dinner and drinks..... I swear to god there was a half a bottle of rum in that damn blender -- and then we were putting rum floaters on top of the drinks (he'd made Miami Vice -- half pina coloda, half strawberry daquari).

Holy lord was I hung over by the time I arrived in DC the next day (at 2pm!) lmao

[Nina]

Posted: 8/10/04 at 12:34pm

If I ever sober up, I'll let you know.

[kissmycookie]

Posted: 8/10/04 at 12:37pm

It involved passing out behind a bar. And ending up in a shower being soaped up by a stranger. With all my friends watching from the doorway.

[KMF_NYC]

Posted: 8/10/04 at 12:38pm

Oh my -- this is a blast back to over 20 years ago --

Eager college freshman -- went to an off-campus party on a Thursday night -- got there late so felt I had to "catch-up" (big mistake) so I was challenged to do funnels of grain alcohol punch -- foolishly (only with the wisdom of hindsight) I did about 4...the last thing I remember was hurling into a snow bank on Thursday at about 11:00 PM and waking up Sunday morning...clearly an angel sitting on my shoulder then...did I learn...heck no -- a few months later I was so plastered, I thought the car had stopped and opened my door to get out -- it was still going about 20 MPH -- I was a bit bruised and had some serious road scraps all along my right side....

If ever the statement "Youth is wasted on the Young" -- those certainly fit the bill

[papalovesmambo]

Posted: 8/10/04 at 12:39pm

omg, sueleen! this is the greatest idea for a thread ever! ever !!

ok, let me see, there are so many great nights i don't remember that it's hard to pick just one as the dunkest ever, but i think that this one has to be it.

i went to this bar in jersey and was doing my usual, y'know, scotch on the rocks and shots of tequila. well, we started at like 6:30 and i have to tell you that the last thing i remember was throwing punches at like midnight. so it was really weird when i woke up the next morning in bed with my ex-girlfriend in long island. i totally had no recollection of driving to long island that night, but then i don't even remember leaving the bar!!

then i had to sneak out of there before her husband got home from work, and i was so hung over that i didn't even notice that most of the right side of my car was totalled. i mean why, right? it drove fine, duh! it wasn't even until like a couple weeks later that i found out that the ambulance i sideswiped that night and forced off the road was carrying some old couple that had been shot in like some robbery or something. i guess they died, but they were old and they probably would have anyway, i mean, duh, they were shot! what sucked was i had to get rid of my car because they were like looking for it and stuff, that totally bummed me out 'cuz i loved that car, but i guess it's ok because it was wrecked anyway.

fortunately, i was able to get a new car the very next week that i liked even better! so there was really no long term implications. well, i mean my ex is still trying to convince her hubby that blonde hair runs in her family...lol!

[SueleenGay]

Posted: 8/10/04 at 1:07pm

So there is a BabyMambo now?

I always think of Honey in Virgina Woolf: "Never mix, never worry, that's my motto!" Course, look where it got her! Poof!

[cabarethed]

Posted: 8/10/04 at 1:12pm

The first time that I almost had to be carried out of a place was the first time I saw Cabaret. They didn't card naive 19 year olds. I didn't even get sick on my 21st. So boring.

Basically, I held my alcohol pretty well for so many years, usually just getting tipsy and slightly hungover...then came a former co-worker's 21st get-together a few months ago. Yeah, so we started with long island iced teas, proceeded to random shots, and then had so many drinks I can't remember what the hell they were...cheering, screaming, and dancing for the karaokers or whatever (and i'm not like that), and just literally swaying back and forth for an hour. I couldn't stay still. Next thing I knew I was lying in my friend's lap, not recognizing my best friend who was trying to shake me out of it. I ran to the bathroom and threw up all over the stall floor. Thank god I moved b/c if I stayed in my friend's lap one second longer, he would have thrown up on my head. Yeah, needless to say I couldn't barely move the next day. I was just in a really vulnerable and emotional state and plan never to get that bad again.

[papalovesmambo]

Posted: 8/10/04 at 1:14pm

well, i never actually believed that it was mine. i mean one night? please. but the blonde hair and blue eyes from two full blooded italians did give me pause until i remembered that she's half irish. eh, she never came out and said it, so who knows. i guess they'll only know for sure when the little hellion reaches an age at which it might begin to exhibit its mambo-sity.

[SueleenGay]

Posted: 8/10/04 at 1:16pm

Cabarethead, no one ever PLANS to get that bad. It just happens, before you know it.

[papalovesmambo]

Posted: 8/10/04 at 1:20pm

oh, no, sueleen, i have planned toget that bad on more than one occasion. i remember the night i told jen the bartender, "if i can remember my name when i leave the bar, we've both failed miserably." suffice it to say that neither of us failed that night...at anything...or so i'm told.

[SueleenGay]

Posted: 8/10/04 at 1:22pm

Well, Papa, we all know you are the exception to EVERYTHING on this board. And yet you are still oddly attractive to me.

[papalovesmambo]

Posted: 8/10/04 at 1:23pm

that's because you have taste, dear. or maybe you are tasty, i can never remember which. or is it both?

[CJR]

Posted: 8/10/04 at 1:27pm

Hahaha cabarethed they didnt card you at Cabaret? That was the one and only place I've ever been carded. I think I was 18 at the time.

[Mister Matt]

Posted: 8/10/04 at 1:30pm

There was one night I went out to a dance club with friends around 11pm. Someone must have put something in my drink because I only had two beers shortly after we arrived. I suddenly felt woozy and told one of my friends I had to go to the bathroom. I was sitting on the toilet, pushing the stall door with the broken lock closed and felt sleepy and sick. The next thing I knew, someone was banging on the door shouting, "Everybody out! We're closed!" I was passed out in the bathroom for 4 hours. My friends thought I left and went home. I stumbled outside and threw up on the sidewalk. Cabs are nonexistent in Houston as well as working pay phones. I didn't have a cell phone, so I managed to find my car and stupidly drive myself home without incident. It was pretty scary.

[JohnPopa]

Posted: 8/10/04 at 1:31pm

Oh, like I can actually remember when I was most drunk!

[showmethetony]

Posted: 8/10/04 at 1:36pm

In June, at my cousin's wedding, I started having cocktails at 4pm and didn't stop until 11ish. Somewhere around 7 the tequila shots began. I didn't know I was a mess until it was too late and I looked at a friend and said "Cara, I think I should be cut off now". She told me the next day that about 3minutes after I said that I leaned over and puked all over my shoes. HOT! To make matters worse, it seems my hurling started a wave of people tossing their cookies. There are large portions of the night that I had to be told about the next day. Tequila ALWAYS does that to me.

[mamamia sammy]

Posted: 8/10/04 at 1:44pm

One time while I was visiting a club in Houston, I slipped a mickey in Mister Matt's drink so I could make out with Jarico.

[emonkeygirl]

Posted: 8/10/04 at 1:47pm

It was New Year's Eve, just past my 20th birthday, when I was challanged to a drinking contest by an Irishman. I, being a young & foolish lass, immediately accepted. 20 minutes & 6 double shots of tequila later, Mr. Irishman actually slid under the table. I was so proud of myself, I had a Long Island Ice Tea.
About 5 minutes later, the toilet in the ladies room at the bar was my new bestest friend.
My non-toilet friends kept coming in to update me with the countdown & to pee in the sink since I refused to relinquish the toilet. (We were so classy.)
Of course, shortly after midnight, they tried to throw me out, but I grabbed the seat for dear life, while my friend's ex-boyfriend tried to lift me up. I only wish there were photos...
When I finally left, I remember walking (well, carried/walking) home, but the next thing I remember was waking up with a saucepan & a note next to my head.
Good times, good times...

Updated On: 8/10/04 at 01:47 PM

[~FloweryFriend~]

Posted: 8/10/04 at 5:02pm

I don't get drunk.
I'm the sober girl that ends up holding people's hair back when they're vomiting, and then leaving the party early to drive them home.

[mamamia sammy]

Posted: 8/10/04 at 5:03pm

Corine2 had a good drunk story. Spill it, Corine!

[Zola Q. LaPlaya]

Posted: 8/10/04 at 5:06pm

I was in Indonesia at a bar, and then next thing I know, I woke up in my bathtub surrounded by ice -- and I was missing a kidney!

I think Jarico took it. Or Corine.