Drunken adventures...

[Storyofmylife]

I didn't see any thread for this yet so I thought I'd make one! Post your drunken/high/extremely stupid/funny stories here!

I'll start.

Last time I smoked, and probably the last since I'm studying health sciences and can't... I went on quite an adventure! My friend and I were hanging out at a bar and she was all "Wanna get hiiigh?". Of course I obliged, and we went to the parking deck and smoked about 3 bowls. I hadn't smoked since highschool so I was super baked. My other friend showed up out of nowhere (maybe we called her? I don't remember...) And the car began to fill with smoke. My friend started the car, and the radio was playing the best music ever. I rolled down the window as we went up and down the parking deck levels...

How I thought I looked:

How I really looked:

Then after a few hours of doing that I got a call from my parents. (I don't drive when drunk so they pick me up) I panicked and told everyone to "be quiet or they'll know!". I answered with a smooth "Hello." and everything went better than expected....

THEN after they picked me up and drove me home I became this:

Seriously... I did NOT make any sense... And then they both (in my mind) became a 1950's tv sitcom and I thought they were in an old fashioned television. I began turning imaginary tv knobs when they asked "Are you HIGH?!" and I then it became very serious. In my mind I was going "Don't act high... ACT NORMAL." , but instead I began laughing. The jig was up, they knew, but they didn't care! I was very very surprised. By the end of the night, I thought to myself "I will remember this night for the rest of my life." and I did! It was an awesome night.

 

[tremor]

Oh man let's see...there's the night I got drunk at my cousin's wedding reception. Just to show ya'll who aren't from the South, this is how Southerners do wedding receptions lmao. My cousin had her reception at a bar downtown Before I even get in the door good, my cousin is coming at me with two jello shots..one for me, one for her. After I've downed the first one, I find out that it might as well be the equivalent of two jello shots because she "put two shots of Malibu rum in 'em" she says. Anyway, I ended up drinking the equivalent of ten jello shots and two glasses of "Jack and Coke". Anyone wanting to see Tremor drunk..should have been at that reception. I was just as happy as I could be...lol...

As for being high..I've done so many crazy things. One year, on the fourth of July, me and some friends got stoned and decided to find ourselves a nice open field...and shoot off these big ass fireworks. Mind you, it's pretty much illegal to shoot off fireworks in my state. I had a great time though...I've always been one for blowin' things up my fingers were blistered the next day though.

Also, climbing the clock at your local strip mall while "high as a kite" is not recommended. This ended with Tremor in the bathtub, crying her eyes out while she cleaned, disinfected, and bandaged up the back of her thigh lol.


Watching Tremor run through a cow patty field from a bull was probably quite entertaining as well....good ole Texas.

 

[Storyofmylife]

Oh man let's see...there's the night I got drunk at my cousin's wedding reception. Just to show ya'll who aren't from the South, this is how Southerners do wedding receptions lmao. My cousin had her reception at a bar downtown Before I even get in the door good, my cousin is coming at me with two jello shots..one for me, one for her. After I've downed the first one, I find out that it might as well be the equivalent of two jello shots because she "put two shots of Malibu rum in 'em" she says. Anyway, I ended up drinking the equivalent of ten jello shots and two glasses of "Jack and Coke". Anyone wanting to see Tremor drunk..should have been at that reception. I was just as happy as I could be...lol...

As for being high..I've done so many crazy things. One year, on the fourth of July, me and some friends got stoned and decided to find ourselves a nice open field...and shoot off these big ass fireworks. Mind you, it's pretty much illegal to shoot off fireworks in my state. I had a great time though...I've always been one for blowin' things up my fingers were blistered the next day though.

Also, climbing the clock at your local strip mall while "high as a kite" is not recommended. This ended with Tremor in the bathtub, crying her eyes out while she cleaned, disinfected, and bandaged up the back of her thigh lol.


Watching Tremor run through a cow patty field from a bull was probably quite entertaining as well....good ole Texas.

Aww man, I've ended up in the bath tub high (fully clothed with no water in the tub) so many times it's not even funny! Not cool you ended up crying though As for fireworks when high... That sounds AMAZING!!! O.O

 

[Sonnentreppe]

I get very interesting when I'm drunk! My favorite night is the night I innocently went to the bar with my friend. We met up with another friend, and they were introducing me to people (because I can be a little shy). Anyway, I started drinking, and there's some point when I stopped being shy and started being a complete diva. I tried channeling my inner Bette Davis but overdid it. Hello Darling! Hello Darling! Hello Darling! I met a guy I instantly connected with and found my head in his lap after my last drink--before I even asked for his name! I kept forgetting his name, but he was kind and kept reminding me. When we left (I was carried out), the guy followed us and made sure I was okay when we stopped to let me puke. He mentioned IHOP, and when we were leaving, I put 2+2 together and made my protesting friends stop and tell him to follow us to my apartment to let me change. Poor fellas because when we got to my apartment, it took them half an hour to find something I would wear (I'm notorious for this). Then we went to IHOP, and I ended up riding home with the guy and seeing him again the next night. I'm so classy.

 

[L]

I didn't see any thread for this yet so I thought I'd make one! Post your drunken/high/extremely stupid/funny stories here!
I'll start.

Great, now people are going to be laughing at me too!

Anyway, at a summer camp, two councilors were paying me 50 bucks each to attention whore until the end. Eventually they ended up taking advantage of me and such, like making me yell "CHOCOLATE," repeatedly until I got beaten down. I'm not even sure that was worth 100 dollars.

 

[Storyofmylife]

I get very interesting when I'm drunk! My favorite night is the night I innocently went to the bar with my friend. We met up with another friend, and they were introducing me to people (because I can be a little shy). Anyway, I started drinking, and there's some point when I stopped being shy and started being a complete diva. I tried channeling my inner Bette Davis but overdid it. Hello Darling! Hello Darling! Hello Darling! I met a guy I instantly connected with and found my head in his lap after my last drink--before I even asked for his name! I kept forgetting his name, but he was kind and kept reminding me. When we left (I was carried out), the guy followed us and made sure I was okay when we stopped to let me puke. He mentioned IHOP, and when we were leaving, I put 2+2 together and made my protesting friends stop and tell him to follow us to my apartment to let me change. Poor fellas because when we got to my apartment, it took them half an hour to find something I would wear (I'm notorious for this). Then we went to IHOP, and I ended up riding home with the guy and seeing him again the next night. I'm so classy.

I want to party with you. That is all.

 

[La Femme Fatale]

I've had a couple really crazy-ass drunken nights. Well, I guess we'll take Friday night for example.

Started off good... we were at a karaoke bar and then a couple girls wanted to go to a club. I hate clubbing, particularly because if you're a drunk girl at a club it's like you're giving guys automatic permission to stick their hands down your pants... so we decided to go to a gay club instead as I wanted to avoid being y'know, fondled and stuff. Got **** drunk (I mean, at one point my friend had slightly pushed me to the side and I fell on my ass) and somehow ended up dancing between this guy (named Shawn) who was sticking his hand in places it doesn't belong and his best friend. Didn't give him my number though *thank God*. He came to the afterparty we had, and I had brought back a couple gay guys I met as well. So this prick is like following me around... trying to convince me to come to bed so I sit on some random guy's lap and pretend to be his girlfriend. Shawn comes and the guy I'm sitting on is like, 'she's mine bitch' and snaps his fingers, SO FUNNY.

Got home at like... 5am and my manager Fernando texts me like, a couple hours later asking me to call him the hotel. I did, but my voice was all raspy and hoarse so he's like... I know you had a wild night lil lady and so I promised to tell them when I got in. So I went to work and I didn't know how to describe that happened so it came out something like... 'I was totally molested by a straight guy at a gay club last night'. Fernando laughs his ass off and we got into this long, overly drawn out argument over whether or not gay men like boobs or not.

So, ya, that's the low down of my Friday night drunken adventure and the next day's hangover, but there's certainly more where that came from. And right before that was the night I went out with my co-workers, got really drunk and called my manager 'Fermambo', haven't been able to live that one down yet either.

 

[Storyofmylife]

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I lol'd reading this. Sounds like a fun night!

Lastnight I was an idiot... SERIOUSLY an idiot. I got offline, decided "I'd love a glass of wine" so I had about 3 BOTTLES. Then I proceeded to watch some movies when my dumbass got the bright idea it'd be incredibly cool to go "robotrippin". I went into the medicine cabinet, got my cough syrup, and downed half the bottle. Next thing you know I'm not even able to speak or form any words.

Somehow though, I decided I'd call up my best gay guyfriend. I was trying to talk to him but it was all coming out like gibberish and he thought I was having a stroke. After this I don't remember what went down, I only know now because of what my parents told me. Apparently I was on FB talking to my friends in all caps and complimenting them on the strangest things (I'm a nice drunk.) and then I guess I thought I was a professional chef, because I began cooking like never before (I don't even know how to cook) and made the worst scrambled egg concoction known to man.


I'm never doing that again, and I think it's best if I just stay away from alcohol.Period. I feel like sh*t today and rightfully so.

 

[Silverback]

I lol'd reading this. Sounds like a fun night!

Lastnight I was an idiot... SERIOUSLY an idiot. I got offline, decided "I'd love a glass of wine" so I had about 3 BOTTLES. Then I proceeded to watch some movies when my dumbass got the bright idea it'd be incredibly cool to go "robotrippin". I went into the medicine cabinet, got my cough syrup, and downed half the bottle. Next thing you know I'm not even able to speak or form any words.

Somehow though, I decided I'd call up my best gay guyfriend. I was trying to talk to him but it was all coming out like gibberish and he thought I was having a stroke. After this I don't remember what went down, I only know now because of what my parents told me. Apparently I was on FB talking to my friends in all caps and complimenting them on the strangest things (I'm a nice drunk.) and then I guess I thought I was a professional chef, because I began cooking like never before (I don't even know how to cook) and made the worst scrambled egg concoction known to man.


I'm never doing that again, and I think it's best if I just stay away from alcohol.Period. I feel like sh*t today and rightfully so.

I agree wholeheartedly. If one is unable to drink alcohol sensibly, then stay away from it.

I don't drink myself, because I'd probably do stupid stuff if I did.

 

[Angel]

Well as most of you know I'm an alcoholic and as such haven't touched the stuff in 6 years - goodness knows how much I want to, though. But I have done some really dumb stuff when drunk and I totally identify with Story's first two picture's posted - you think you look SO hot when really you look like a freak show.

I've gotten crazy-drunk to the point where I'm having to hold open my eyelids because if they shut, my head feels like it's going to roll off and leave me. I've also gotten wasted without realising when my ex-boyfriend and his mates had a massive bong party and towards the end I was just a giggling wreck with all the second-hand inhalation I'd done.

Scariest drunk story was waking up next to someone I didn't remember getting into bed with and completely clueless as to whether anything had happened or not. Like, no memory whatsoever. Last time that happened, I quit drinking and haven't looked back since.

 

[Storyofmylife]

Well as most of you know I'm an alcoholic and as such haven't touched the stuff in 6 years - goodness knows how much I want to, though. But I have done some really dumb stuff when drunk and I totally identify with Story's first two picture's posted - you think you look SO hot when really you look like a freak show.

I've gotten crazy-drunk to the point where I'm having to hold open my eyelids because if they shut, my head feels like it's going to roll off and leave me. I've also gotten wasted without realising when my ex-boyfriend and his mates had a massive bong party and towards the end I was just a giggling wreck with all the second-hand inhalation I'd done.

Scariest drunk story was waking up next to someone I didn't remember getting into bed with and completely clueless as to whether anything had happened or not. Like, no memory whatsoever. Last time that happened, I quit drinking and haven't looked back since.

When it gets to that point it's time to throw up... For me personally LOL. It feels like when you shut your eyes you're all of a sudden on a rollercoaster from hell and you're going to die.

That sounds incredibly scary waking up next to someone you don't remember getting into bed with. I'd probably consider myself an alcoholic as well as everytime I drink I don't quite know when to stop. Also alcoholism is strong within my family on both sides... Most of the death in my family stems from alcohol use (i.e my great grandfather was too drunk to wake up when his house caught on fire, my grandfather died of a heart attack from abusing alcohol, and my other grandfather died the same way). This is why I need to just rid myself of alcohol altogether. The hardest part is peer pressure!

 

[cheezMcNASTY]

I've had lots of individual stupid things I've done drunk that trump parts of this story, but the night as a whole takes the cake. It's only long because there is so much stupid **** we did I can't omit a single one of them.

We started drinking at this house near St. Joe's University. The guy there threw parties for college kids to make a little extra money and has since been busted. We get pretty drunk off of beer and something harder we'd brought along and decide to go check out my friends dorm. I hadn't really hung out with him since high school so I didn't know. St. Joe's had run out of enough room to house all of the students, so it rented 2 floors of a hotel nearby, that's where he was staying. Me, my friend from high school, and a friend of his from uni all went back and proceeded to drink more.

My friend hooked up with a girl from down the hall who had a kid (teen mom) while we played online poker. Eventually they finished and we decided to walk a half hour to my friends house at 4am for no particular reason. My friend jumps into a whole spiel about how there's only one security guard for the entire hotel, so we decided to do something dumb. We grab a backpack and proceed to hit several floors ripping signs off of the walls. Room numbers, no smoking signs, emergency escape plans, and a fire extinguisher. We hit several floors throwing everything we could grab into a backpack then marched our happy selves out the front door. We walked back to his house then decide to set off the fire extinguisher. Walk out to a park nearby and under a bridge where we empty it. There's gas from the extinguisher billowing out and if it weren't for the fact that it was 5 in the morning we would have been running for our lives. We walk back to his house and for working folks, it's waking hours. His mom is awake. We're all **** drunk and she knew it, but she made us breakfast and pretended not to notice.

We'd accumulated more than a few broken bottles over the night and got another dumb drunk idea. My friend runs up to his room and puts a cowboy hat on my head, a japanese straw hat on the other guys head, and a bowler hat for himself. "We're going to go smash all these ****ing bottles" he says. No argument. We go outside and start walking towards the park. We get to a small path between two houses that leads to a park and before long we're flinging everything we have and there's glass everywhere. We keep going and are walking along the park as if nothing happened. "Hey!" says a guy running up from behind us. He pulls up a digital camera and says he got all of us on camera and we'd better go back and start picking up if we don't want to get arrested.

"You don't have ****!* says my friend, clearly blackout drunk. He argues with the guy for a few minutes before we talk him into just coming along. Even if he's bluffing with the camera, he's seen our faces. By now I'm semi-coherent and so's the other kid, but my friend is still blacked out. The guy and his wife leave us two to pick up on our own, but hover over our blacked out friend like hyenas making sure that he's actually picking it up (he made several efforts to just stand there and not do anything). Eventually the glass is mostly gone and we're set free. What follows is a rant from the blacked out friend of all the messed up things he'd do to that guy that his drunk mind is able to think up. Kind of hilarious. Way over the top. We get back to the house safe and sound and finally go to sleep at 8 am.

Night's over, story is not. The next day I went over to his house to say hey. We'd decided that night that we were going to film ourselves drunk and we have everything we did on tape. We watched it once and immediately deleted everything. So much evidence for stuff that we do not want to be found guilty for. Then no-longer-blacked-out-friend gets a phone call while we're talking. "This is the police, we know what you were doing by the park. Luckily for you the man is not going to press charges, but we will be installing cameras on that walkway. We know who you are, do not think of ever pulling this again." *click* When he was blackout drunk and picking up glass, they must have gotten him to give his name and phone number. Bullet dodged, amazingly. Rest assured, we've kept any future shenanigans far away from that park.

Would I make something like this up? We kept all the signs we took from the hotel, and I've kept one of the no smoking signs in my wallet since to remind me to be a bit smarter when I go out drinking. Here's my proof.

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[Silverback]

When it gets to that point it's time to throw up... For me personally LOL. It feels like when you shut your eyes you're all of a sudden on a rollercoaster from hell and you're going to die.

That sounds incredibly scary waking up next to someone you don't remember getting into bed with. I'd probably consider myself an alcoholic as well as everytime I drink I don't quite know when to stop. Also alcoholism is strong within my family on both sides... Most of the death in my family stems from alcohol use (i.e my great grandfather was too drunk to wake up when his house caught on fire, my grandfather died of a heart attack from abusing alcohol, and my other grandfather died the same way). This is why I need to just rid myself of alcohol altogether. The hardest part is peer pressure!

Tell your peers to back off. It's your life, your body, your rules.

 

[VP-70]

Well,

It's been a while since i kicked my own mind into orbit. But i do slightly recall one of my last endeavours....

10 of us went out on the town, only for 4 of us to wake up in my mates front garden. 3 of us woke up in super marker trollies.

I was sleeping with my arms and legs hanging out in a star formation,
Kev's was leaning one a hedge,which he had one of his arms and legs on, as if cuddling it.
and paul's was on it's side with him half out, bundled up like he'd been in a car wreck.
Johny however was slumped on his door step.

Unfortunately i don't think you;d understand Scottish slang so all i'll say is, when i lifted my head and waited for the vision to clear up, some questions arised.
1,What tf happened ?
2,where tf was i
3, Who tf are these weirdos in trollies ( oh they're my mates )
4, Why is johhny sitting at his door step with bunny ears on ?
5, why have i got 10 missed calls from a knuckle dragger telling me to stay away from his girl.
6, whats up with the trollies

kev woke up and looked at me and was about to laugh at finding me in a trolly, only for him to pull ( ehhh why am i in a trolly ) face.

In the end as we stumbled about the garden, trying to look respectable, we looked for johhnys keys to which he walked in and shut the door on us LOL!!!!

So paul went one way, and myself and Kev donated 3 trollies to some kids over at the park, they kindly took them at no cost.....as myself and kev mosy'ed on home, we were coming across some weird sites, like garden gnomes in random parts of the street... we couldn't remember if this was us, but.... we wouldnt be surprised...

that was quite a while ago, and i've since changed my ways....had it not been for that very warm summer we had, i'm sure we'd have been done for in the cold....

Crazy days.

 

[cheezMcNASTY]

This one needs no explanation.

 

[VP-70]

You could get a good deal on the insurance with that kinda back up!

 

[Hoady]

Dear lord...

One night we went nuts.We trashed all these tent poles on at a school that were holding up like a big gazebo thing,destroying practically the whole canteen.Well when we got bored there we horded all the recycling bins around the school and piled them ALL UP on the entry stairs.You couldn't get through xD.We grabbed more from some near by houses and rode them down a steep hill as fast as we could.It was pouring down rain extremely hard at this point.Well then we went around smashed up some of these torch things on peoples house and stealing a mail box.We proceeded to my mates house and just didn't stop drinking.I ended up with a mo hawk, puked on a carpet and woke up only to have a nintendo 64 dropped on my bits.

Been a long time since those days.

 

[Romero]

This one was many years ago, my friend and I were about 17 or 18. My friend and I had a party and we drank an awful lot of beer. Not a lot of people lived around there, so it was only the two of us at the "party". At night we decided to go and check up on some girls we knew. But they lived some kilometers away, and no one was available to drive us there. Or maybe no one was willing to drive us because of our condition...? So we took our bicycles and started pedaling, slowly. It was dark, pitch black, and neither of us had any lights. We didn't see much, but we could tell when we had left the asphalt and was about to crash in the ditch. We had to climb up on the road only a few times. As you understand, we used the full width of the road, both because we were ****ed and because we didn't see much. After some time we got used to the darkness and could see something, but our night vision was ruined by cars now and then, so we didn't really see much. We stopped every time a car passed so we were relatively safe, but if the police had been out that night we would possibly have gone to prison for 3 weeks. (Drunk driving and no lights = prison without(?) probation, + a long suspension for our driver's license, if we had a license at that time. If we didn't already have a license, it would mean waiting an extra 2 years before we could get a driver's license.)
We got to the girls eventually, after several falls. I puked soon after we got there and returned home, embarrassed. My friend had luck with one of the girls.


Another story. It was the yearly party before Christmas for our company. I drank vodka and Red Bull, got too drunk and the world started spinning around where I sat at the table. It was long past dinner and the dancing was about to end. It was just before a bus was about to pick us up, I sat there at the table trying to not throw up. I puked on the floor.
Later, one of my colleagues admitted to have poured more vodka in my glass every time I looked away, so I had drunk much more than I thought I had. That baѕtard.

 

[blivvy]

About 6 years ago I was at a christening, which over here is an excuse to spend the whole day drinking lol. So after several hours of alcohol later, someone decided to order a round of red bull and vodka and last thing I remember was drinking one of those. After that I couldn't remember a thing, don't even remember getting home. But I was told that I had drank quite a few more red bulls, had knocked over other peoples drinks and that I had to be carried to the taxi apparently. Had the worst hangover ever the next day. So yea I haven't been able to drink red bull ever since. Even the smell of that stuff turns my stomach. They say tho the best nights are the ones you don't remember. Idk bout that.

Another time we went on a pub crawl and we got barred from one pub for drinking from the tap. Well we were thirsty and no one was serving us... Anyway we had to move on to the next pub xD

 

[Storyofmylife]

I hope I'm not bumping an old thread, but I just wanted to say I haven't had any alcohol in over 2 weeks and I'm quite proud of myself! I wanna keep it this way, but with St. Patrick's day coming up I've certainly been tempted. I'd love nothing more than a few bottles of wine right now. My friend wants to take me out downtown for St. Patties, and I haven't told her I'm not drinking anymore. I was thinking one green beer wouldn't hurt, but I wanna stay healthy and get in shape like I've been working on. Any thoughts? Oh and btw, everyone be safe that night and drink responsibly!