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ONE OF THE WORST DRUNKS ....

curiousa2z

curiousa2z

Be patient till the last.
I ever indulged in happened like this:

TIME:
It was my 20th birthday, and folks at the local student dive were buying me drinks. Then I decided to drink a boy I fancied under the table.(wow! I sure was smooth in those days!)
he was Polish, but as I recall, figured my Irish ass could beat him any day.

THE POISON:
tequila shots with salt & lime.

THE ENSUING RESULT:
IIRC, I consumed 11 shots. Sweet Zombie Jesus!
Later when my friend Liz tried to drive me home, (I was visiting her from out of town) she said she had to get out of the car and walk around to the passenger's seat because I had opened the door, was leaning out of the seat looking under the car carriage and yelling, "Liz? Liz? Where ARE you?"

I am sorry to report that I threw up on the duvet in her guest room. :(

As for the boy, it never really worked out.



What was yours?
 
LoL. That's great!

Worst ever drunk? Hmmm...I guess it has to be the wine coolers when I was 17.

Time: July 3.

Age: 17.

Where: Oklahoma (not TX...duh!)

What: A whole bunch of wine coolers.

The problem: Drinking in 110 degree weather. A few hours later, I waded out into the lake (how smart is that) and just kinda hung out there for no apparent reason, looking off into the distance. I'm sure I peed on myself as well. Not like any of my family was of any help...they were just as drunk.

Shortly after that, one of the worst headaches I've ever had...and I'm used to migraines. Then trying to climb up the stairs to the bathroom at the cabin to make it to the toilet. Needless to say, some ended up on the floor and the lid before it hit its target.

Any sympathy from the family? Nope, because we've all had our one drunk episode up there, and that year, it was mine.
 
Drunk? Amatuer night!

On my 19th birthday I went out with two of my mates, Acid Adam and Alex aka Seph. We went to Adam's house and raided his dad's liquor cupboard. I drank a bottle of rice wine and a bottle of scotch to myself over the course of a few hours. Played some Mario Kart 64 smashed of my face while smoking some top quality skunk and getting more and more smashed. I don't remember the connecting parts of the night but we ended up walking back towards town and I decided to go and call in on Lee who is one of my best friends. I walked up to his house and left them to go clubbing which took about half-hour and sobered me up a bit, but not really that much to be honest. I do remember knocking on the door and him having to catch me when he opened it since I was leaning on it and not in the most presentable states.

Spent another few hours smoking some weed and then I remembered that Adam had given me about 10 exstacy tabs since it was my birthday. We don't call him Acid Adam for no good reason. These particular X tabs were laced with acid and were double-drop strength. Called Ocatagons IIRC. I dropped two and gave two to Lee. Started listening to music laughing and joking around for another couple of hours while we started to rush up on the X.

Then at some point the guy who lived downstairs from Lee in the block of flats came up to Lee's place and told us to come down because he was having a party. ( we knew him before this) So we went down to his place and a whole bunch of nefarious looking ruffians turned up and a few fit gals as well. To cut a long story short I dropped another two X tabs, drank a short bottle of Vodka mixed with blackberry and sniffed about 1.5 grams of high-quality speed (base.)


Suffice to say...


Yeah, that was a pretty heavy night. I ended up lying face down on Lee's kitchen floor with the lights off traversing time and space. The alcohol mixed with that many class-A drugs really fucked me up beyond reason. It was a bit crazy there for a while.


I don't joke around when I talk about those days. I was a complete pyscho and it's a wonder I'm even alive to be honest. Put it this way. The drug abuse I put my body through has left me with a number of health problems that still linger today. Worst thing about it all is? Put me in front of a decent line of something sharp and I am doing that shit without a second thought.
 
Tis, what lake in Oklahoma? I have partied at several OK lakes.


One of the worst drunks I can remember was at a party in a motel room.. but it wasn't the drinking that made me sick, it was the dried shrooms. I've had really bad luck with dried shrooms for some reason. ANYWAY I spent most of the party on the bathroom floor thinking I was going to puke or shit. Actually wished I would do one or the other.. or both. Just sat there in misery.
 
Hmmm...I don't think there is a name. It's in Locust Grove, about an hour and a half north of Tulsa. Talequah is near there. It's the lake inside a development of cabins, where my aunt & uncle live, so we would all go there every 4th of July since they would have games and fireworks and all that good stuff.
 
Oh man.. I've had serious fun in eastern Oklahoma. There are some crazy fuckers in Tahlequah. LOL.. spent a few nights in jail over in Sallisaw years ago.
 
YEAH, WELL, I DRANK A PETROL BOMB, WASHED IT DOWN WITH A CHAINSAW & SHIT IN A COP'S HAT. I FUCKING WIN, PUSSIES.
 
YEAH, WELL, I DRANK A PETROL BOMB, WASHED IT DOWN WITH A CHAINSAW & SHIT IN A COP'S HAT. I FUCKING WIN, PUSSIES

it's not a contest you prat, I just wanted to hear about yer wild youth when you acted foolish and without due consideration of repercussions....wait.... omg never mind. :D
 
i got drunk at a party about 15 years ago. A bunch of us were in a garage passing around bottles of just about everything...we chugged everything as it was passed around. Last thing i recall was drinking something thick with a strawberry flavor & waking up at home on my couch in a pool of vomit the next day. it was cool, i had chunks of puke hanging from my hair. Good times!
 
Fall 1982: Freshman year of uni, at a cast party after a rehearsal for the musical Hair. Drank everything in sight, and as the alcohol ran out we were left mixing things like vodka and root beer. I remember sitting at the foot of the bed of a threesome (the afterglow of one actually, 2 guys 1 girl), and babbling away until one of them said "Dude, you're so wasted!" I woke up face down on the living room carpet the next morning with the other wastoids. And we all had a Noon rehearsal that day. We sucked.

Summer 1985: Another musical, another cast party: Babes in Arms. I had broken my big toe halfway through the run, which sucked because I had the lead and did much singing and dancing. I used a cane onstage, and the pain was incredible. After one show, we all went to some school parking lot and had our usual tailgate party, meaning we all drank whatever anyone had in the trunks of their cars. I don't remember much of that night, but when I woke up on the couch the next morning, my mother commented that there was some vomit outside the bathroom door in the basement. "Maybe the cat's sick again" I croaked. "No, your cane is down there too."

Summer 1995: My boss (who is younger than me) takes me out for dinner on my birthday. He's a scotch drinker, I am most certainly not. We went to a fancy pub near the SOuth Street Seaport (RIP), which specialized in expensive shots of alcohol. We had a nice dinner, and then my boss proceeded to order every scotch on the menu to educate me. Some were pretty good, IIRC. We talked about all kinds of personal things, in fact I came out to him that night. We were both reduced to verbal slurs by the end of the night, he called a car to take him home, and somehow I still managed to go to my usual piano bars afterward for last call. I must have reaked of scotch. I was supposed to come into work at 1PM the next day, I think I got there at 5.

Those are some of the cute friendly stories. There are plenty that aren't so fun that I don't like to dwell on. That's what happens when you come from a family of alcoholics. BONC!
 
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