Whats the most drunk you've ever been?

Question

i wana know what you drank and what happened.

come on guys make me laugh....10 points for the person who makes me laugh the hardest!!

Answer 1

Okay..I once went to a big bbq a friend of mine was throwing..i wasn't much of a drinker..she had an older cousin and she was mixing cranberry juice and vodka..so she made me one..after the first two the rest just started tasting like water (I must've had like 5 or 6)..well, i didn't realize how drunk I was until I had stood up to go to the bathroom and actually fell right back down on my seat..then i just started giggling and couldn't stop..,well, when it was time for me to go home (i had to take the train) i was feeling real sick, so when I finally reached my stop I had to pee really bad. So my friend took me a bathroom in the train station. well, as soon as I walked in I felt nauseous and threw up all over the floor in the bathroom..i didn't even make it to the stall..but don't forget I told you I had to pee..well I ended up peeing all over myself from the pressure of throwing up and me having to go to the bathroom...that was my horror story..it wasn't funny at the time..but when i sit back and think about it...it was...

Answer 2

My friends were already drunk and I had to catch up so I drank tequila slammers (you know tequila and sprite, you hit it on the table and down at one go when it fizzes). I could never handle my tequila, so I remember drinking the first 6 very clearly while chatting some blokes up. I wish I knew what really happened then as the stories my mates tell me are a bit on the suspicious side. Anyways, the next thing I know, I wake up on my bathroom floor stark naked and spend the day there throwing up... I've been assured I drank at least 5 more tequilas and a screwdriver which I also tried to slam. My mates were sober enough to get me home safely.. Never touched the cactus stuff since!

Answer 3

I used to live in a townhouse 1 block from the bar street on campus. One night in my prime I walked home and went in the back door, drank some beer and lay down and passed out on the couch. I was awakened by a screaming kid crying his eyes out because I walked into the wrong townhouse; I missed mine by 2 doors. The family ended up being pretty cool, made me breakfast and I brought the guy a case of beer the next day to make up for me drinking some of his beers. True story, how about you?

Answer 4

I was so drunk...
All I remember is playing a game of quarters with some friends the next thing I know I am projectile vomiting god knows what everywhere (there was a guy there that i liked) EMBARASSING!, woke up not knowing where the hell I was (i was in my bed once I woke up a little) with dried grass stuck to my face and in my hair, and to top it off I had pissed the bed! I had the WORST hangover ever! That was the first time I got drunk... I was 15.

Answer 5

My nan had a new year party when I was about 16... I drank that much that I was out (unconcsious) for nearly 2 days... when I woke up I was in the spare room of my nans house. Problem was my nan has a knitting machine that has all these wires and stuff sticking out of it. When I woke up I thought I was in hospital on a coma machine, sh*t me up summat rotten... didn't drink until I was 17 after that.

Oh, and my nan makes home made wines from Blackberries and rice and my grandad makes home made Ale. I had lots of both.

Answer 6

I have 2:

1) I peed on a stranger's tree in the middle of the night, with witnesses. I am a girl.

2) My sister was so drunk at the movie theatre that she needed to puke, so she ran to the ladies room. She puked on the way in and proceeded to projectile vomit all over the place and all over the stall, the toilet, etc. According to her boyfriend who was there, a lady then ran out of the bathroom, tracking through the puke and screaming. Ha ha!

Answer 7

I can't believe I'm posting this, it is pretty funny actually. I was in my senior year in high school, had like three months to go before graduation. Anyway, the big party of the year was already underway at one of my friend's and I was at another friend's warming up...on straight vodka - no mixes. I drank a whole mickey of vodka in less than an hour, bad. Anyway, I was pretty hosed and needless to say the life of the party once I arrived. However, it started to not agree with me, and I began to spew my guts out. Anyway, I was in the bathroom, hit the bathtub...then the sink, then finally the toilet. Then I was downstairs re-joining the party and got sick again - in the kitchen sink....my friends were getting a little tired cleaning after me so they decided to stretch a plastic safeway bag around my neck so next time I need to puke, I'd simply have to bend my head down into the bag and puke. Well, obviously it was time for me to go home at that point and one of my neighbors drove me home. I had forgotten that I was supposed to be home that night as we had company from out of town and I was probably going to be in a lot of trouble. I was so hammered as I stumbled up the front steps, that I tripped into the front hallway in front of everyone in the front room - safeway bag and all! It was half full....ugh. Pretty bad hangover the next day, my father didn't talk to me for three days and my nickname in school for the remainder of the year was "Bag Lady".

Answer 8

I was travelling in Thailand and a few years ago and i needed to renew my visa the following week, which meant a trip out of the country in the next few days, any way, long story short, went for a couple of beers on the friday afternoon, (along whith some sangsong whiskey) next thing it was tuesday, apparently i had been to cambodia and back, stamp in the passport, and absolutley no memory of it at all.

Answer 9

It was winter break from college and I was home visiting a lot of old high school friends.
Someone had a bottle of rum, so we all started doing rum-n-coke.
And then...straight shots of rum.

Guess who got toasted?

And guess who then got the idea that the divorced woman across from our house really, REALLY wanted to have sex?

And if it wasn't for the help of my friends, I probably would have been arrested (thanks, guys!).

But the night was still young.
After passing out in the front yard, I later managed to crawl back into the house.
I proceeded to worship the porcelain god until the wee hours of the morning.
And my head?
PLEASE DON'T SHOUT!!!!!!
*ugh*

I've not touched rum since.

Answer 10

This one time when I was 19 a bunch of my older friends and I played red black high or low and everytime we got one wrong we had to take a shot of orange vodka. I got drunk and passed out in on the table while the rest continued to play and apparently in the middle of the game I lifted my head up and held up my cards and yelled "RED", it must have been pretty funny b/c they still laugh at me to this day