OK what is the drunkest you have ever been? Go into details, I'm at work and I need a good laugh.?

Answer 1

while in high school i got drunk on everclear and grape juice... i mean, who doesn't??? we were at the river, and had a huge cookout complete with chicken bog (chicken, rice, sausage mixture, quite good)... needless to say, i got wasted, threw up while trying to give my first bj..., threw up all night long while crying, woke up to find my friends, also wasted had put salsa in my hair and toothpaste in my ear, 16 years later, and I don't even drink grape juice at fake communion... :)

Answer 2

OK, I used to go to this restaurant/bar and sometimes I would dance on the bar stools; it seemed to make the bartender rather nervous for some reason. lol Oh, and about a month ago, I was the maid of honor in a wedding, .......well by the end of the night, I was dancing with a rubber chicken. I think it was about that time that the groom took my car keys away from me. I'm not sure why that was.......

Answer 3

The drunkest I've ever been was in highschool. I drank a fifth of vodka and blacked out. I came to in the middle of fight with a knife at my throat.

Answer 4

I was famous for funny drunk episodes in my college years.

This one might I was over at a friends apartment and we were playing shotglass checkers. (that is when you play checkers using full shotglasses instead of checkers. His glases were filled with vodka, and mine were filled with Jim Beam. After a few games, we got really toasted. I just crashed on his couch, because I did not want to walk back to my apartment. He went off to bed, I stayed up enjoying his rather extensive porno taps collection. Here is where the night gets a little fuzzy. I remember polishing off the rest of the vodka, and the Beam then I figured I was tired so I weent over to the couch. I still dont know what made me do this but I found a pocket knife in the coffee table, so I go over to the back of the couch and make a long incision in the fabric, and climb my way into the couch squeezing in to avoid all the springs and stuff. It must have been pretty comfey in there because I passed out. Later the next day one of my friends roommates comes in and has a seat on the sofa pressing the springs down on me. I let out this scream, the guy jumps up from the couch, and runs out of the room screaming like a little baby.

After I sobered up, I payed to have the couch fixed, so all ended well. Except for the room mate. Apperently when I let out the scream, as he was jumping off the couch, he soiled himself. To this day that guy does not speak to me.

Answer 5

I **** my pants on my 21st b-day. No really, I DID!

Leading up to this moment ... I was getting tore the f*ck up. Shots, mixed drinks .. you know the routine. I had WAY to many. The bf carried me out of the bar. We get home. I'm puking my entrails out ... lost control of my bowels ..... and BAM .... soggy azz. Might I add ... I did NOT remember any of this. The dear bf said he put me in the bath-tub and cleaned me up .. God love 'em.

I didn't get out of bed all the nest day. Couldn't eat ... couldn't even keep water down .. I was toast!

Answer 6

I went to a bar when I was younger and for some stupid reason I drunk myself into a stupor. I felt sick, so I went to the bathroom and into a stall. I remember hearing girls in the bathroom around me, but everytime I tried to stand up, I got so dizzy that I almost fell on my ***. I finally just sat in the floor praying to God to just let me get the strength to walk out of there. Instead, I passed out and I was woke up by one of the female bartenders saying "Honey are you ok?" She went and got a wet bar rag and wiped my face. I finally managed to stumble out to my car and passed out again. I finally woke up and remembered that I had been trying to hook up with this hot guy before I got so wasted. So I dragged myself back into the bar and found the guy long enough to exchange phone numbers. He asked me where I had been for so long, so I told him that I had a major headache and had gone to lay down in my car. Amazingly, we dated for about 4 months.

Answer 7

Nothing exciting..went to vegas...over drank and over ate at the buffet...had to drive myself back about 6 hours later..and had to stop on the road about every 15 mintues to be sick..

That was it I was alot younger then..

Now I can hold my liquor without hang overs.

Answer 8

Although I have never been this drunk my grandfather always said your never truly drunk unless you've soiled yourself front and back.I substituted for the words grandpa used.