Sober now? Regurgitating brown stuff? Confide here. conversations/stories/etc.
#1
Posted 08 April 2010 - 11:52 PM
Also feel free to share stories, etc :)
#3
Posted 08 April 2010 - 11:58 PM
Girl stumbles through the door.
She stares at us. We stare at her.
She walks over, shuffling her feet, face is red and all. Sticks her arm out, reaches over the bed, and grabs a box of cookies on the shelf.
Takes them. She looks back at us. We look back at her, for a minute it's absolute silence. She carries off with the box and walks away.
#4
Posted 09 April 2010 - 01:10 AM
But I'm tons of fun.
#5
Posted 09 April 2010 - 01:21 AM
Someone Else, on Apr 9 2010, 12:10 AM, said:
But I'm tons of fun.
:joy:
Well, I don't drink personally, but my dad and his friends get ridiculous once they've had a few.
For instance, one night when we were out camping, my grandfather had come along and had mixed an extremely potent brew of Hurricanes (we called them Katrinas).
Of course, Hurricanes to my dad are like Kryptonite to Superman, so it doesn't take long before he stumbles back to our trailer and passes out on the bed.
My dad's buddies weren't done yet, though. They broke into our trailer through the fire exit while I was gone, bringing a package of hotdogs with them. They stuck the hotdogs in my dad's pants and mouth and took pictures.
We found out a bit later. Mine was a mixed reaction of laughter and pity.
We've since gotten back at them, though.
#6
Posted 09 April 2010 - 02:21 AM
Though on a slightly downside note, she was admitted to the hospital a couple weekends ago from alchohol poisoning. We were all really scared and she feels stupid for losing control, so now she's afraid to drink.
Oh, and apparently we're both really good at faking sobriety when our parents call. I had a conversation with my mom for about 10 minutes while totally smashed, but my non-drunk friend heard the convo and said I sounded completely sober. At least I know I can sober up when I need to.
#7
Posted 09 April 2010 - 02:30 AM
#9
Posted 09 April 2010 - 06:25 AM
Was about 3 years ago. I've gone drinking with a few classmates at one of the guy's sister's house where he lived. Nobody was really drinking, and I remember mixing the weirdest stuff togheter and drank it. Result was; I got drunk, but still in a good way.
One of the guys called some friends over, telling them to bring more alcohol cause we didn't really had anything special there (the beer was gone pretty quickly, but no one liked the 'child' liquor we had except for me who mixed it in the hope of making it better). So those guys came later, with a bottle of wine cause they couldn't find anything else.
We tried to open the bottle, but there was no wine opener in the house. So we tried to open it in other ways. Everyone was pretty drunk, but I was the worst, so I grabbed a screwdriver, and smashed the bottle with it. Suprisingly, I openened it.
The guy who's sister's house we where using was getting real fucking pissed, cause we made a mess of his place and threw us all out (didn't remember if he came with us or not). Anyway, I wanted to try wine as it was the only alcohol left.. so I drunk up the whole bottle as we walked to the place where the clubs and bars are in the city (very close to the house we where so no problem). At this point, I remember a few vague memories.
Apperantly some guys where getting me weed, cause I said I wanted to smoke some (while I didn't smoke before yet, good thing otherwise I probably wouldn't have smoked nowadays :( ) so we lost a few guys there. I was drunk as hell, but I remember talking to a gateman and almost fought with him. Everybody was looking at me at that moment. Felt pretty weird.
All of our friends went inside a club, and I obviously got refused cause of my drunk ass. So another friend took care of me as we walked to his house which was about... 10 kilometers away from where we are. Some girl we met gave me water along the way. She was pretty hot I faguely remember. As from this point, vague memories are no more... I absolutey know nothing from this point. This is what my friend told me about it later though:
My whole face was bloody, cause I had glass in my hand from smashing that wine bottle with that screwdriver. So my friend first took me to the hospital. I vaguely remember me saying that I wanted to get a plaster (not knowing the wound was fucking deep) so when we went there I apperantly asked for one when we where there. A security guard then had to 'safe' me from the toilet cause I locked myself in one when I had to pee. Apperantly, I cried cause I couldn't get out.
We went out of the hospital after that. Those guys I was with before later came to the hospital asking for me, and the security guard told about me, so I guess this part was true.
My friend then took me further, to his house. What I did along the way I don't know. But the walk was loooong so I collapsed when we reached his house. There was a event before that where a stranger helped me friend carry me which I'd rather not tell cause apperantly I said some racist shit... But when I reached the guys place, I just fell on the floor and puked it all under. Shit was over my face, clothes, everything apperantly.
I honestly was suprised to wake up in my own bed the next day. When I asked my parents wtf happend, they told me to call my friend, who told me this all.
This is one of the few reasons I don't drink any more. Cause sometimes I get real violent when drinking. Someone once told me I smashed a sink out of it's place in a club cause there was no water coming out of it. I still don't believe him to this day.
Lots of my friends still try to get me drunk to this day, but I really don't drink anymore. Oh, except for this last time when a friend got VIP tickets to this party. Thing is, all those people there where these rich kids... And, we had a vodka bottle worth of €300, so I drank half of it and got pretty trashed. Reassured me that I just shouldn't drink.
#10
Posted 09 April 2010 - 09:25 AM
#11
Posted 09 April 2010 - 03:43 PM
@Diddy: I'm assuming this was one long ass night...
Oh, one other funny story. Apparently I was going to the bathroom, one of my friends just opened the door and came in. So I'm sitting on the toilet and shes talking to me and sits on the floor 'cause she loses her ability to stand. Then my other friend, much more sober came in and one of us had the brilliant idea to pray. So we were praying while I sat on the toilet.
Well, I believe in God. My friend had to talk to her mom right when she got home, and they never suspected a thing.
#12
Posted 09 April 2010 - 04:03 PM
Most of the time when I am drunk I either have to crawl home (seriously) or get carried home. Sometimes I just sleep on the side of the road until I can crawl or walk home, especially when my friends aren't ready to leave.
Drunken grinding ftw btw.
#13
Posted 09 April 2010 - 04:16 PM
One time, though, at a friend's dorm at around two in the morning while most of us are passed out completely, a couple friends and I hear this crash coming from the bathroom. We didn't really think anything of it and kinda just slept on. When we all wake up, though, a friend goes to the bathroom and finds that the crash came from someone who somehow dropped the lid from the back of the toilet and smashed it.
I don't know whether the guy who smashed it paid for it or not, though, just that the friend of mine who lived in the dorm was ranting on and on about how stupid this guy was lol.
#14
Posted 09 April 2010 - 05:19 PM
Rainbow Spaz, on Apr 9 2010, 11:43 PM, said:
@Diddy: I'm assuming this was one long ass night...
Oh, one other funny story. Apparently I was going to the bathroom, one of my friends just opened the door and came in. So I'm sitting on the toilet and shes talking to me and sits on the floor 'cause she loses her ability to stand. Then my other friend, much more sober came in and one of us had the brilliant idea to pray. So we were praying while I sat on the toilet.
Well, I believe in God. My friend had to talk to her mom right when she got home, and they never suspected a thing.
I laughed at the ape shit thing.
Dunno if that night was long or not, most of the events were happening quite quickly after each other up untill the hospital part.
And Eugine you really go that far with drinking?? Luckily I never had to crawl back to home. Been carried home quite some times though.
#15
Posted 09 April 2010 - 10:56 PM
#16
Posted 09 April 2010 - 11:34 PM
#17
Posted 10 April 2010 - 12:24 AM
#18
Posted 10 April 2010 - 06:57 AM
#20
Posted 10 April 2010 - 03:55 PM
Success!
#21
Posted 11 April 2010 - 08:55 AM
have a nice day. :joy:
#23
Posted 11 April 2010 - 01:02 PM
Obviously, when you're dealing with mind altering substances you have to be careful not to overdo it.
#24
Posted 11 April 2010 - 03:38 PM
BUTTSEX, on Apr 11 2010, 11:40 AM, said:
i'm not saying don't drink, i was just poking fun at the hypocrisy that anti-drug activists (not you guys) preach.
and icy, you don't know about those facts like you're not sure if they're true? because though cocaine and ecstasy are extremely mentally dependent, they have 0 physically addicting qualities.
#25
Posted 11 April 2010 - 05:46 PM
I'm pretty sure you can't say that for meth, PCP, cocaine, or even weed. Though apparently weed is supposed to help cure glaucoma.
#26
Posted 11 April 2010 - 06:10 PM
Toasty, on Apr 12 2010, 12:46 AM, said:
I'm pretty sure you can't say that for meth, PCP, cocaine, or even weed. Though apparently weed is supposed to help cure glaucoma.
Why even? Surely "weed and even meth, PCP & cocaine"
But yea just found a photo of african scrabble that was played whilst very very drunk at previously mentioned party.
http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs089.snc3/15692_412912352322_755417322_5144587_586951_n.jpg
#31
Posted 11 April 2010 - 07:35 PM
#32
Posted 11 April 2010 - 08:24 PM
Toasty, on Apr 11 2010, 05:46 PM, said:
I'm pretty sure you can't say that for meth, PCP, cocaine, or even weed. Though apparently weed is supposed to help cure glaucoma.
i'm really not hating just to hate, but man, learn more about weed before you try to debate them.
#36
Posted 12 April 2010 - 07:09 PM
I like people who have control.
#37
Posted 12 April 2010 - 07:23 PM
#40
Posted 13 April 2010 - 12:31 AM
One party I went to I had to babysit this one guy friend of mine, and seriously, I wanted to hit him with a frying pan and put him in a coma because he just wouldn't stop whining about his life. It was fucking annoying >>
#41
Posted 13 April 2010 - 05:15 AM
#46
Posted 15 April 2010 - 08:05 PM
I think I managed a slight hangover. Got a bit of a headache this morning from a couple of shots that really did nothing but make me fuckin' tired. Ended up going to bed around 10 pm, which is reaaaally early for me.
I got some nutraceutical supplements called "peaceful spirit" from work today (yar! I got my job back) that work wonders for anxiety. I don't think I'll be visiting ms. vodka any time soon.
#47
Posted 25 April 2010 - 07:33 AM
#48
Posted 28 April 2010 - 07:28 PM
And is it bad if I really want to get drunk again? >> I need a bootleg-er though.
#50
Posted 28 April 2010 - 08:34 PM
Anyways, I went to an awesome party Saturday night with some friends. It was supposed to be a small kickback sort of thing, but it turned out bigger, as usual with this girl's "kickback" parties. Anyways, I got hammered more than usual, pretty much lost count of how many shots of spiced rum and vodka I consumed, and I also had some beers, etc...passed out at around one in the morning because I started drinking too early lol. Also lots of Tourette's Guy quoting, beer pong, and all that good stuff.
One of my friends went on a food run sometime in the middle of that night while he was drunk and he got pulled over by the cops. This guy got so lucky...the cops decided to let him go with only a ticket for an expired license because they apparently got a call for something that was more urgent than dealing with a teenager who was DUI.
Before my friend told this story to me and a few other buds, he said "When I woke up this morning, I didn't believe in God, but now I'm a full-blown convert". I felt so bad for him...he was shaking like crazy, but hey, he managed to slip away from being charged with drunk driving. That's fucking amazing.
So yeah, it was a fun night. When the actual party pretty much ended, the people remaining just talked about random stuff in life and all that. I brought home free beer. <3
#51
Posted 28 April 2010 - 08:40 PM
#52
Posted 28 April 2010 - 10:51 PM
BUTTSEX, on Apr 28 2010, 08:34 PM, said:
Yeah, DUI's in the states aren't fun at all.
Eugine, on Apr 28 2010, 08:40 PM, said:
Or you could live your own drunken experiences... just a thought.
#54
Posted 29 April 2010 - 04:15 AM
#55
Posted 29 April 2010 - 07:10 AM
#58
Posted 29 April 2010 - 01:25 PM
#59
Posted 29 April 2010 - 01:42 PM
Eugine, on Apr 29 2010, 03:10 PM, said:
I have fun, just sort of the more relaxed kind. But the way my life is now is how I want it to be. I don't think I've ever been happier or more content.