Hah... Thursday night was a night I'll never forget. I mean, remember o_O
We all got pretty drunk at my apartment then hit the town. I lost all my friends and woke up with a broken ankle and extremely bruised back. I have no recollection of the events between 9pm and 2:30 in the morning. What happened that night is a mystery to us all!
So has anyone else had any insane drunken stories? Share them here!
Grundy, can I post what I did in Greece?
My friend got drunk with a few of us but then we decided to go to town and he fell asleep in the tram. We all got out on one station but nobody woke him up or remember him. Later we found out that some old friends of his from highschool met him in the tram (about 10 stations later) and took him to some bar...come to think of it, never seen him drunk again, must've been one hell of a night.
I only got drunk once. I was still in the army, having guard duty, when I had the brilliant idea to consume both bottles of Zivania that one of us sneaked in. I remember throwing the first bottle to the river, but I don't remember where the second one went :P In the beginning, I was the happiest man on earth; I started calling random people on the phone, saying something along the lines of "woohoo I'm drunk!", including my immediate superior who was out for the night. Then I started vomitting it all out, which wasn't fun at all.
Thankfully, I didn't get in trouble 8)
Quote from: Nacho on Sat 20/06/2009 11:24:36
Grundy, can I post what I did in Greece?
Why are you asking my permission? You're the one that peed on someone!
I once drank a bottle of beer in under two hours. Well, half a bottle.
Okay, Grundy!
I peed on Adam... and on Grundy, I think... I think I kissed someone in the lips, but I am not sure if I did... Although I am sure that if I did, it was not a girl.
Now, your turn, Berian.
At the start of the university year, as a dare, I peed into a pint glass. Then I was dared to get someone to drink it.
I passed off the watered down, second hand stella artois as carling that had been left on the radiator. 2 freshers drunk it.
I wasn't really drunk, think I'd had about 3 or 4. I think thats what worries.
A month or so ago at a house party I woke up half naked, in a bathtub, handcuffed to it with several parts of the male anatomy drawn all over my face and torso...
good night that one :P
I wouldn't know. I've never drank anything as far as i can remember
I once woke up in my bed dressed in my pajamas.
Quote from: Nacho on Sat 20/06/2009 15:36:06
Now, your turn, Berian.
What happens at Mittens stays at Mittens.
Quote from: AGA on Sun 21/06/2009 16:32:41
Quote from: Nacho on Sat 20/06/2009 15:36:06
Now, your turn, Berian.
What happens at Mittens stays at Mittens.
Lets go have SEEEXXX SEEEXX RAWWWWWWR
Haha funny stories. The thing that really kills me is that since I was with none of my friends that night, I'll never know what happened. Not till the day I die :(
Last year I bunked a day off work to go to Bath (a rather nice town in England), had a few beers, took the train back and we had an idea to get a bottle of bourbon. I don't remember getting home, I woke up the next day with cuts all over my face and hands, and had a brilliant excuse as to why I was absent when I returned to work 2 days later.
As a great yellow man once said: "Alcohol, the cause of, and solution to, all of lifes problems" :)
I have slept in bars, taxi-surfed, ridden a dumpster, bathed in national monuments, and kicked sprinklers on the street (my natural enemies) all in the same day. While I don't remember most of this magical journey (mainly Jack Daniel's fault) there's much photographic evidence, courtesy of my various, less drunk friends.
The funny thing is, they said I left them at 6:00AM, although I got home at 2:30PM, and the last place we were in is actually 10 minutes walking distance from my home, and I got there with my cash and clothes intact!!
The most reasonable answer I've gotten was I bar-hopped alone (?) somewhere else, I guess I'll never know for sure... ???
This doesn't quite qualify for insane, but somewhat odd and unfortunate. Had a fun night out with a friend, spent a lot of time in some nice bars and had a great time generally, then on the way to his place where I was crashing we got some food off the grill. Next morning, I woke up in my bed, remembering the night before up to the very vague image of us stumbling towards the front door with the food in transit. Reports say I ate it and went to bed. The only thing I'm not happy with is I know the food from that grill was rather excellent, but I don't remember eating it.
A waitress brought me a free drink one time ... about 10 minutes later everything went black. I have little flashes of memory the rest of the night (singing "Brown Eyed Girl" on the karaoke stage, the car door as I tried to open it (not driving), the exit sign off the express way, the side of my house (I am guessing I decided to have a piss on the side of the house for some reason), and then my pillow rushing towards my head very fast as I passed out. I awoke the next day with [one of] the worst hangovers in history!
This, ladies and gentlemen, is what happens when you get roofied (among other things).
Luckily my tooshy was not sore and my wallet was still full so I am sure I wasn't raped and/or robbed. My friend was with me so he basically kept an eye on me (though apparently I hid my near-comatose state very well as he didn't know it was as bad as it was)
I went back and asked the waitress about it (she was a 'friend' (sort of - we were at this bar all the time and we knew this waitress)) and she said the drink had been for another table of girls and they had left so she offered it to me. She said she explained this to me when she gave it to me but I was already pretty drunk so I didn't remember. I was kind of hoping she had done it to me on purpose 'cause she was totally hot (though I'd rather remember her taking advantage of me).
Needless to say, from that day till now, I do not accept drinks that I didn't order.
I don't drink enough to get drunk.
I don't think I've ever been close to falling down-puke shirted-"Are those my feet?"-drunk. That's probably because I don't tend to drink much socially. I had a pint of Guinness when we went to The Swan at Brittens (not to mention a can of suspicious beer back at Berian's house), but that was more down to the fact that I was the token Irish person and it's more or less expected of us.
I was a little weebles-wobbles once, after four pints of Stella Artois, but that's the closest I've ever come.
Years ago my (now ex-) stepfather got pretty drunk and beat the hell out of me for saying, "Sorry for having a glass of water in my room...excuse me for being thirsty while doing my homework." Sure I was being a smart alec...but he overreacted just a bit.
More recently I had a roommate which I found on Craigslist. Terrible idea, don't recommend it to anyone. But I was desperate...I can't afford a 3-bedroom apartment by myself. Moving on though, I set the rule that there would be no drinking in the apartment. If you want to drink...do it in a bar. That was the rule when they moved in. Within two months they blatantly ignored that rule twice. On both incidents they became extremely physical and although they didn't physically assault me, they did put the safety of my personal belongings in jeopardy. They nearly took out a window with the TV remote; came close to breaking my phone; almost ripped my phone's charger apart; and so forth...
You may be catching onto a pattern in my "drunk" experiences here. I made the decision myself long ago never to drink alcohol. I don't hold it against anyone who does. In fact one of my current roommates (a friend of mine from school) had a much more light-hearted drunk story.
A friend of ours was over and my roommate was quite drunk. He sort of stumbled, and caught ahold of our friend before they both fell to the floor. This turned into a rather humorous wrestling match. If you've never seen a drunk and a sober man wrestling each other...and the sober man losing...I highly recommend it! :=
Anyway, that's what I've got.
Got many stories, but one involving Absynth, and some home made spirits.
I got home from cricket (a sport) hadn't eaten all day, and if you know cricket, it is a game played in summer in the sun all day, well, we play from 1pm to 6pm. Arrived home to find a bunch of friends having a few drinks on the common balcony on my floor of the apartment building I was living. I started off with 3 shots of absynth, then my neighbour got me to try some of his home made potatoe fermentation spirits, it tasted like metho, had a couple of shots of that, then 2 or 3 more shots of absynth.
This was all within an hour or less, on an empty stomach after being in the sun all day exercising (the pizza hadn't even arrived) I don't remember a thing after that, though I have seen some video footage of me trying to stand up, falling and hitting my head on the table, smashing my nose, and falling to the ground completely passed out. I apparently was staring and pointing at the breasts of someone I didn't know that was sitting next to her boyfriend, and verbally abused a neighbour. My friends took me to my apartment apparently one got her tits out and put them on my head. There was video footage of that too, but I was never shown that part.
I woke up at 2am in my bed in my underwear and there was blood in my bed (from my nose) and I couldn't work out what had happened. I was completely sober with no hangover, grabbed a beer, went back to the common balcony and wondered where everyone was. called a friend and they'd gone into town but were on their way home, and were suprised I was able to even talk.
very strange night, I never usually drink spirits, just beer or red wine. can't handle my spirits, cause I get too excited and think I can handle more, but you cant just drink it like beer. I know this before I start drinking spirits, but after a few shots, rational thinking goes out the window, It's best just not to start, and stay on beer.
I'm not much of a drinker to begin with, not my drug of choice
I haven't really got any interesting drunken stories. Only a few times have I been so drunk that I've forgotten events. I have, however, fallen over a dog whilst kissing a girl and taken the girl flying with me... in front of all the villagers at my local social club... She must have been so embarrassed. Needless to say, that was the end of that with this girl... shame, she was a sweet chick. :-(
Mittens Spain is one of the most drunken times I've had, including some of the wackiest antics...tho no suffering from a hangover whatsoever... Silly times - but as AGA says, what happens at Mittens stays at Mittens - so no details here I'm afraid ;) My first ever major drunken experience was in Oxford when I was 17 or 18, my mate ended up getting taken away in an ambulance and I ended up walking home with some random old man and sleeping on his sofa for a bit, only to find out the next day my parents had rung the police and they nearly sent out a chopper to look for me. These events, and burning some things down are about the only drunken times I really remember - albeit I don't want to remember them :P I remember getting drunk and lary at Ron Gilbert, and also at Yufster - uh oh! About 4 months ago me and a whole bunch of mates were pissed up and bundling each other, and all of us were leaping into bushes & stuff and one guy broke his ribs. That was a good night :D To be honest just about every night is a drunken story night for me, but that's cos I'm a goddamn alcoholic!
Quote from: Mods on Wed 24/06/2009 22:16:00
To be honest just about every night is a drunken story night for me, but that's cos I'm a goddamn alcoholic!
Same goes for me ::).
I guess I've plenty of weird, funny and whatever drunken stories, but I'll need to sort out the boring 90 % first to get to the more interesting ones. I'll post soon, can't think of the best ones (or those I'm willing to tell) right now.
[EDIT:]
Okay, here's I think the silliest and craziest drunken story I've had so far. It's quite a while ago, I went to school back then. Must have been in 2003 or so, but I still can remember most of the stuff that happened that night, it's just too hilarious to forget.
There was a nice Chillout Party with many people in the park near our school. Later at night only me and a friend (Felix) were left, but we weren't in the mood to go home yet. So we decided to get a sixpack of beer and a sparkling wine from the nearby gasstation. Felix already was so drunk that he had troubles to keep his balance (and once fell on the floor right in front of the stations nightdesk), so I had to do the buying.
Then we went back to the park and drank the beer and the sparkling wine. Since we still haven't had enough (I don't know why) we went to a bar next to our school. We each drank one beer there and then were more or less thrown out of the bar due to Felix drunken behavior (I managed to act like I wasn't TOO drunk).
Then we had the stupid idea to 'visit' our school at night and climbed the fence to the schoolyard which was right in front of the bar. In there we trembled around, pissed at the trees and talked nonsense. When suddenly a light was turned on in the stairwell, we climbed back to the street.
Suddenly a policecar came by, some cops dropped out and we had to kneel on the floor with our hands on our backs. I still remember that I felt like in a stupid cop movie, I was never forced to kneel down like that and it was especially odd since we didn't really do anything harmful. Well, we had to give them our names, adress and stuff, they said that the bar owner told them we were climbing into the school and so on... then they left.
Afterwards we decided to go home, but Felix couldn't find the keys for his bicycle, so we searched around on the floor. We weren't exactly quiet while doing this due to the drunkeness and because we stepped on the splinters of glass of one of our beers that fell on the floor before we went to the bar. Ah well, we searched there quite a time and suddenly - The cops came AGAIN. And - that was the most hilarious thing - we went trough the exact same procedure as last time. We kneeled down, gave away our particulars and they told us that the bar owner called them because we were too loud.
Okay, after they left we finally went home though Felix didn't find his keys. For me it was the end of that evening, but not for him. He took a taxi cause otherwise he would have had to walk quite a while. He vomited in the car and when the cab arrived at his house, he realized that he didn't have enough money to pay the driver. Well, the driver waited while Felix tried to get money from home. First off, Felix almost didn't manage to open the door to the house and then he had much more trouble with opening the door to his flat. That's why - surprise surprise - his parents thought there was a thieve trying to open the door and called the police. Then it was a bit chaotic, his parents realized that it was just him, everything was fine and Felix finally remembered that the taxi driver was still waiting and he paid him (or his parents did).
Hehe, that really was one of the craziest drunken experience I had in life. Funny thing is - Felix later said that his keys were in his pocket or his wallet or something, so the second police action and the taxi trip haven't been necessary at all.
QuoteFunny thing is - Felix later said that his keys were in his pocket or his wallet or something, so the second police action and the taxi trip haven't been necessary at all.
Yes, but a drunk person on a bicycle isn't exactly the smartest thing. He could have died or something. It was probably for the best.
Also here in Canada I was told you can get an impaired charge for riding your bicycle, while drunk on the roads. Don't quote me on this, but I was definitely told this.
Well I for one wouldn't ride a bike while drunk. That is, unless I thought it would be an extremely funny thing to do, which does happen when I drink haha.
You're probably right. It depends on how drunk one is, and Felix definitely was too drunk to ride it. But nevertheless it was unnecessary to search for the keys and wait for the police to drop by once more. But well, after that evening it was just a funny and entertaining memory we had from that experience.
That evening, by the way, it seemed to me that the 2nd police patrol was the same as the 1st one, but I may have been too drunk to evaluate that. That would have been very strange..
Well I can admit that I had too much to drink last night. You can tell by this post.
http://www.adventuregamestudio.co.uk/yabb/index.php?topic=16004.msg501024#msg501024
I was able to type okay, but my mind was not there. :)
Quote from: Domino on Sat 27/06/2009 22:21:01
Well I can admit that I had too much to drink last night. You can tell by this post.
http://www.adventuregamestudio.co.uk/yabb/index.php?topic=16004.msg501024#msg501024
I was able to type okay, but my mind was not there. :)
Haha, yeah, that for sure wasn't a sober post. I was about to ask how you see a cat in these clouds and if you could upload the pic without the outlines. Hehe, now it's obsolete. But I like cloud shapes too ;).
(http://www.2dadventure.com/ags/catcloud2.JPG)
:) :)
I just went out yesterday just snapping pics of everything.
All I can see is some strange bird's head, some shoes under a coat and a dog/cat/teddy bear thingy....
(http://www.2dadventure.com/ags/cloudstuff.jpg)
Dom found a cat (http://www.adventuregamestudio.co.uk/yabb/index.php?topic=16004.msg501024#msg501024).
EDIT: Wait...you were saying that from the original picture that's all you were able to make out...you knew about the cat. Okay. :-[
Quote from: Mr Matti on Sat 27/06/2009 22:44:41
Quote from: Domino on Sat 27/06/2009 22:21:01
Well I can admit that I had too much to drink last night. You can tell by this post.
http://www.adventuregamestudio.co.uk/yabb/index.php?topic=16004.msg501024#msg501024
I was able to type okay, but my mind was not there. :)
Haha, yeah, that for sure wasn't a sober post. I was about to ask how you see a cat in these clouds and if you could upload the pic without the outlines. Hehe, now it's obsolete. But I like cloud shapes too ;).
:)
Mr Matti, that is really awesome. We can find all kinds of weird things in cloud shapes. ha ha ha.
Quote from: Domino on Sat 04/07/2009 21:38:05
Mr Matti, that is really awesome. We can find all kinds of weird things in cloud shapes. ha ha ha.
Hell, perhaps we should start an interprete-the-clouds-competition. I'd love to see a lot of posted clouds and put in some lines and shapes.
I guess the competition forum wouldn't be the best choice since painting over clouds is neither AGS-related nor enhancing any skills, but a thread in the gen forum would do. Maybe I'll start one, if I can find some interesting cloud pictures.. or if I take some. The question is: Should it really be a competition (with one picture) or should it be an open thread for everyone to post any clouds and any outlines?
But for once, we shouldn't clutter up the wonderful drunken stories thread too much.. on the other hand, way too little is posted here anyway.
I think it would be a fun thread to see how other people see clouds and then draw an outline. Damn, people saw Michael Jackson in clouds over New York City.
This could be fun. :)
Here is what I see after a few beers:
(http://www.2dadventure.com/ags/cloudstuffsennsee.png)
Quote from: Domino on Sun 05/07/2009 00:18:04
I think it would be a fun thread to see how other people see clouds and then draw an outline. Damn, people saw Michael Jackson in clouds over New York City.
Sure, I would be up for some cloud rorschach-testing. It has potential for comical genius. I agree it should be an own thread though. @IndieBoy: That's awesome! :D
And yeah, I might come up with my own drunken experience in the near future, though it's probably for the best that I don't remember some of them...
Can we we have a comp for cloud drawings. When somebody has a new cloud pic, we draw whatever we see in it. I like what I see.
IndieBoy...you epin.
Cloud game sounds fun. Need before and after so others can see their own delusions too! :=
OMG... As of this moment, I am totally drunk. I did what I never thought I'd do. I even danced and grabbed some ladies' behinds while at it. I also misspelled "danced" three times before I got it right, as well as some other words. And I don't even like their music, God dammit, but I couldn't stop moving and stuff... Shit, I'm going to regret everything tomorrow, even this post. Thank God I'm not the one who drove the car.
Quote from: Paper Carnival on Sun 05/07/2009 02:55:40
OMG... As of this moment, I am totally drunk.
Hehe, your 2nd time then, eh?
Quote from: Paper Carnival on Sun 05/07/2009 02:55:40
Shit, I'm going to regret everything tomorrow, even this post.
I know that just too well...
I wasn't drunk enough to not remember anything, but I do have a nice hangover now, courtesy of an unspecified amount of vodka. Let this be a reminder of the broken promise I had made to myself: that I'd never go to a nightclub ;D.
Quote from: Paper Carnival on Sun 05/07/2009 02:55:40
And I don't even like their music, God dammit
Got to love this sentence, because it makes no sense at all :D
Quote from: Paper Carnival on Sun 05/07/2009 08:47:01
Let this be a reminder of the broken promise I had made to myself: that I'd never go to a nightclub ;D.
Why don't you promise yourself never to grope women instead? Better to learn to enjoy a nightclub without getting stupidly drunk, than to avoid it altogether.
A simple rule of thumb is to keep away from any hard liquor and stick to beer/wine.
Quote from: Andail on Sun 05/07/2009 12:18:30Why don't you promise yourself never to grope women instead? Better to learn to enjoy a nightclub without getting stupidly drunk, than to avoid it altogether.
What the hell? The complaint should be that he drank too much to appreciate the gropping that he managed to organise. ;D
That was an exaggeration, it happened once and only because one of my friends insisted I did that :P
QuoteBetter to learn to enjoy a nightclub without getting stupidly drunk, than to avoid it altogether.
I never thought that was possible.
I've grown to notice that there's nothing enjoyable in nightclubs. hence I only visit stripclubs anymore. Or drink my face off. Though it has become a lot harder now that my body doesn't react to alcohol anymore.
I remember that one time I...
Oh riiiight, I don't drink alcohol! Perhaps I should start a 'Your most sober stories here thread'?
they'd all be shit