Your crazy drunk story!!!

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  Dec 06, 2012 2:06 AM GMT

  Alright we all know we have them....So share one of your crazy stories...and no judging!!!
  
  
  
  That picture inspired this thread...it was posted on my facebook...When I was 19 we all had a new years party at my house in Connecticut and my parents left us. We got into the liquor cabinet and we decided to go crazy. I had one of those stairs that matched up to the front door...so we decided to get some sleds and do a "home alone"...It worked pretty, until my friend crashed into the door...
  
  Then after midnight we all threw up on my parents white carpet ahahaha...I still remember the look on my parents faces when they got home the next morning...Best part they weren't mad cause I already knew all the shit they pulled as kids.
  
  
  
  Please drink Responsibly and don't drink and drive

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  Dec 06, 2012 2:19 AM GMT

  There's was this one time where I didn't drink and it's lasted my whole life.

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  Dec 06, 2012 2:29 AM GMT

  I've never been drunk in my life, but once I went to a big Carnival party in the town I grew up in and my brother's soccer team was there as well. That was years before I came out and I had a crush on one of his team mates. So the guys got drunk and drunker and they started to hug each other, lay their arms around each other and tell each other sweet things, my crush was the most tactile of them and I would just sit there and stare and stare.
  
  One of the worst cases of blue balls of my life.

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  Dec 06, 2012 2:33 AM GMT

  I bet I would have some really great stories ... If I could just remember what happened

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  Dec 06, 2012 2:47 AM GMT

  The night I finally told my best friend I was going to join the Air Force, we had been at a club taking shots of tequila. The ride home was filled with screaming, tears, and dashboard punches before it climaxed with me jumping out of the car declaring I'd walk home. She drove off but 20 minutes later was back to pick me up. There were more tears, and more screaming (in the driveway at my house) before it all ended with me passed out on my living room floor.
  
  I don't drink tequila anymore for this reason.
  
  There are more horror stories, which is why I try and stay far away from alcohol.

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• Just_Tim
  
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  Dec 06, 2012 2:55 AM GMT

  One time I passed out on my friend's bed, threw up all over it, got up, went across the hall to his room mate's bed and fell asleep there. He didn't notice the mess until the next morning when he woke up. We're still friends and I still throw up most of the time.

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  Dec 06, 2012 2:59 AM GMT

  The last night of Army Basic Training in 1969 our Drill Sergeants made themselves scarce, so we Privates could do some (technically prohibited) partying in the barracks. We pooled our money and some guys went out and brought back pizzas and alcohol. I got pretty drunk.
  
  Our next step was our Advanced Training, most of us split up and shipped to other training sites around the US. But some, like me, just relocated on the same post, a few of my Basic buddies still with me.
  
  In my new training unit a soldier approached me while we were settling in. "I think I know you," he said.
  
  "Sorry, don't remember you, where did we meet?"
  
  "We never met, but I recognize your voice."
  
  "My voice?"
  
  "Yeah, you were screaming 'Bali Hi' our last night in Basic." [Bali Hi was a cheap brand of sweet fruity wine]
  
  "I was? But you weren't in my unit, were you?"
  
  "No, I was in Delta Company." [3 buildings over, over a hundred yards]
  
  "How could you have heard me that far away?" Then one of my Basic friends spoke up:
  
  "Bob, you got drunk on Bali Hi wine. You were screaming Bali Hi when you fell out the [3rd floor] window. We barely caught you, and you were hanging upside down by your boots. You kept yelling Bali Hi until we managed to pull you back inside. You were really loud."
  
  Several other guys confirmed the story. I was SO embarrassed, but could only vaguely remember the party we had, not my screaming or falling out the window. My military career probably would have ended right then if they had lost hold of my boots, and I fell 3 stories straight down onto my head.

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  Dec 06, 2012 3:40 AM GMT

  Another Army story: a little more than a year after the story above, I was a Sergeant E-5, and had bought myself a Harley-Davidson. One Saturday night I got plastered. Next day, still hung over at noon, I rode over to another barracks where a friend with a BSA cycle was expecting me to join him for a planned Sunday ride.
  
  As we rode I seemed to be feeling better. We passed through a State park, and seeing a broad creek, we decided to pull off the road and have a swim. We walked some distance to make sure we were out of sight, since we brought no swimsuits and would be skinny dipping.
  
  We jumped in and the cold water of early Spring was a shock to me, as was the power of the fast current. As I struggled I began feeling drunk all over again, and my strength began to fail me. My buddy was in trouble, too, but he managed to reach the bank, while I remained stuck in the main current, now just being swept along.
  
  He ran following me along the raised bank, quite a sight stark naked, jumping over logs and breaking through brush (ouch!), trying to keep pace with me, shouting encouragement. But I couldn't swim out of the current to reach him. And I knew what was at the end of the creek in just a few hundred yards: the Ohio River, which was in Spring flood.
  
  I saw a bend approaching, where a tree leaned over the water, some of its branches touching down. With my last ounce of strength I made a furious effort to use centrifugal force to help propel me to that side of the creek as it swung to the right, and I managed to grasp onto a branch. I hung limp for a few moments before I recovered enough to work myself up and across the branches, my buddy helping to pull me out.
  
  We collapsed on our backs into some tall grass, suddenly just laughing hysterically at the silliness of the whole thing, despite my still panting & gasping for breath. When we could get to our feet we walked to our clothes to dress, then rode our bikes back to Fort Knox, too exhausted to continue our trip that day.

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  Dec 06, 2012 4:48 AM GMT

  bump o_o

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  Dec 06, 2012 4:49 AM GMT

  I cant remember

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  Dec 06, 2012 4:49 AM GMT

  Claystation saidI cant remember

  FAIL!!!!!

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  Dec 06, 2012 5:00 AM GMT

  I'm an incredibly shy person...but when I'm drunk..not so much. This Halloween one of my costumes was a redneck and went to this party with my friends. Well what I do remember is giving my friends lap dances and backing my ass up to anyone I knew. That's about all I remember.
  
  I also apparently got cold (it was 30 degrees out and I was wearing a cut off shirt and a pair of really short shorts) and decided to pick up a Twister rug off the floor and wrap myself in it to warm up.I don't remember that...but here's a pic!
  
  

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  Dec 06, 2012 5:06 AM GMT

  Well I wasn't drunk but I was buzzed. Happened over Thanksgiving. Told this random girl I was like yea I'm gay. Then came home and woke up my little sister and was like hey I'm gay. That is about as crazy I get.
  
  

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  Dec 06, 2012 5:07 AM GMT

  ....got REALLY drunk of shots
  
  walked into my house hammered and woke up my whole family...
  
  
  .......to let them know i had moved the party and now 50 ppl were in our driveway....
  
  they were not happy :/

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  Dec 06, 2012 5:10 AM GMT

  There was the time I ran from the cops. I ended up hiding on a friend's roof and woke up there the next morning.
  
  I was at the lake with a group of friends and set a dock on fire because I accidentally knocked over a kerosene lantern.
  
  A few friends and I went party hopping on Halloween a couple years back, and we ended up in a hookah bar to sober up. I was a drunk (by then) Mr. Rogers, and we also had a Link (Legend of Zelda), Anne Frank (she kept disappearing though), and a few others. The owner loved us, and ended up comping our bill that night since we took pictures with guests.
  
  There are others, but they make me...

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  Dec 06, 2012 5:30 AM GMT

  I swear "getting drunk" is just an excuse for people to act outside of their normal inhibitions.
  
  As a general rule, I don't drink. Never have although I can on social occasions and do once in a great while, sip of wine, shot of scotch, etc.
  
  Mostly I smoke pot. Yep, hippie pot head, here. Have since I was 19. I love it but I never smoke during the day. Only at night, sort of like a martini for most folk.
  
  Have I ever done anything foolish while high? No. Never. I have had a *lot* of fun, though. Sex while high, to me, is the hottest, most sensual there is. Better even than eating ice cream!

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  Dec 06, 2012 5:34 AM GMT

  MikeW saidI swear "getting drunk" is just an excuse for people to act outside of their normal inhibitions.
  
  As a general rule, I don't drink. Never have although I can on social occasions and do once in a great while, sip of wine, shot of scotch, etc.
  
  Mostly I smoke pot. Yep, hippie pot head, here. Have since I was 19. I love it but I never smoke during the day. Only at night, sort of like a martini for most folk.
  
  Have I ever done anything foolish while high? No. Never. I have had a *lot* of fun, though. Sex while high, to me, is the hottest, most sensual there is. Better even than eating ice cream!

  Well I don't do drugs. I am drug tested all the time...and I agree and dont agree with your comment on why people drink...I dont drink to have an excuse to be outside of my normal ways, but there are some that do

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  Dec 06, 2012 5:38 AM GMT

  RadRTT said I don't do drugs. ...

  
  Um, alcohol is a drug. So are nicotine and sugar.

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  Dec 06, 2012 5:46 AM GMT

  MikeW said

  RadRTT said I don't do drugs. ...

  
  Um, alcohol is a drug. So are nicotine and sugar.

  alcohol is not considered a drug in reference to marijuana. I also dont smoke ciggs and never will and I barley eat sugar. But I dont have a problem with people who smoke or do Marijuana...I personally believe it should be legal

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  Dec 06, 2012 6:22 AM GMT

  @MikeW
  
  I like your style, haha. A good bowl always makes my nights wonderful. And I couldn't agree with you more with the stoned sex.
  
  
  Now, drunk story time.
  
  Well it was graduation night for many of my college buddies. A friend of mine who graduated that day decided to bring her "Swedes" (or her family, haha) to the party we threw for the graduates. We had an awesome selection of liquor and two large coolers filled with "red pill" and "blue pill" (fruit juice mixed with potent tequila & fruit n' shit). We started off playing shots & ladders to see if we could compete with these Swedish vikings and by the end of so many rounds, some of the guys decided to mix both the Red and Blue pill. And then more drinking. After that.....I only remember certain things like:
  
  1. Waking up with my head face down in the crotch of Mother Swede.
  
  2.All of sudden....I woke up again.....shirtless, wrapped in the a leopard print snuggie, with my pants around my ankles. Between two of my female friends who were also topless.
  
  After finally getting a full recap of what went down last night, I ended up finding out that a drunk friend drove and got into a minor car accident (everyone in the car was totally fine), another lost her HUGE graduation check, and I lost my wallet....somewhere around a synagogue.
  
  Imagine how it felt to call a Rabbi and tell him about the missing wallet and why I parked my car there on a night of no service....he was soooo persistent with the questions so I had to answer truthfully. I didn't want to lie to a Rabbi.
  
  With all of that being said......yeah I still drink, haha. I've just cut back A LOT. Plus....it was celebration so there are absolutely no regrets.

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  Dec 06, 2012 7:05 AM GMT

  Ah, the advantages of going through college before anybody had friggen camera phones...
  
  nobody will ever know. and those who know can't remember.

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  Dec 06, 2012 7:08 AM GMT

  
  
  good times

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  Dec 06, 2012 7:21 AM GMT

  Hmm. Halloween in the Castro while the street party still happened. Me my roomies and friends got the cheapest bottles of vodka we could find since were all broke, so it was handles of Popov. (Lesson learned. If vodka comes in a plastic bottle, kids, DON"T buy it.) So we get to the party and I'm blitzed off all we drank and am making out with this guy I was kinda seeing, when we see someone doing crazy cool things with glow sticks, and I realize that I can join in.. if we go back to where one of the street vendors is selling them. We take a wrong turn onto a deserted street, and when I see all the people gone, I decide that the parties over already(??!) Did I mention blitzed? So we head home. Or we try. Apparently I'm at a point where i'm not making terribly much forward progress when I walk, So he picks me up in a piggy back and frigging runs back to my apartment--which is a feat. I lived close, but not that close lol.
  So We get back, fall into bed... and I remember no more.
  When I wake up, I'm lying on my back.
  But the wall is in my face. This confuses me, because I'm looking up, I should see the ceiling? I shimmy out form underneath it and just stare. There is a basketball sized hole punched in my wall from the hallway outside into my bedroom.
  Turns out after I collapsed, so did one of our neighbors. But instead of falling into bed like me, he had the misfortune of falling down a flight of stairs and pulling his head thru my wall. Which I slept thru. Thank god they cleaned up all the blood or i would have really been freaked out. Oh. Someone fell thru the skylight too.
  Yeaaah.
  They got evicted lol

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  Dec 06, 2012 8:07 AM GMT

  Well its not really wild like pyre's post, but when I was in high school my music teacher had our class round for dinner, because she's awesome and we were really close to her.
  
  Us pupils decided it would be a good idea to get teh alcohols and in the end I vomited all over the side of her house.
  
  
  (she was all goods and still THE best teacher ever)

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  Dec 06, 2012 8:12 AM GMT

  I don't mind telling this one again.
  
  
  
  August 20th, 2011
  
  
  My older brother has become a married man but instead of celebrating he is sitting down most of the time drinking shot after shot of what I assumed was punch. He told me to go fix him another one.
  
  
  I asked the woman pouring it what's in it. She didn't reply
  
  
  I started drinking some for myself and about thirty minutes later I was wasted.
  
  Me and a couple of his homeboys did a toast to him and I was mostly slurring my words and loudly singly Whitney Houstons Saving All My Love For You.
  
  I then got on the royal wedding table and preceded to do what my brother claimed "A drunken strip tease fiasco"
  
  I tromped on with more out of control antics by knocking an elderly woman down by mistake while attempting to catch the brides flowers.
  
  
  When I drink I get wild. Lol

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