Worst Drunk Moments Ever

[laura22]

Originally Posted by SqueeBaBooSquee

I know there is a Best Drunk Moments thread but I felt that this story would not fit right in that thread or the I'm Drunk thread.

This was orginally going to be a response to a different thread but then I really got into storytelling mode. I'm very lucky not to have died:

When I was 16, I stole a bottle of Jack Daniels over the weekend. I got home from school the following Monday and I was bored, so naturally I decided to start drinking shots by myself at 3:30 p.m. Young and inexperienced I thought you were supposed to binge to get drunk.

Before you call BS, let me fill you in a little more. I did about about 10 back to back, rapid fire, within 15 seconds of each other. I thought that's how you were supposed to get drunk. I waited a minute, drank a little bit of water and then I did a few more. I heard my mother pulling into the drive-way so I quickly did a few more put the bottle away. I remember specifically counting each shot. The total adding up to 21. Yes, 21. Now, I know that this could kill an average adult but allow me to elaborate.

I drank them so fast that the alcohol had barely hit me yet. I felt a little buzzed but, this was all within a matter of 10 - 15 minutes. So my mother walks in and suspects nothing and walks upstairs as I remain downstairs. A few minutes go by and I start feeling just shit faced. I started to feel completely numb and I couldn't walk at all. So I decided that I was just going to go to sleep, so I stumble to my room and just fall into my bed. As I'm laying in my bed the room starts spinning wildly. I decided to call my friend let him in on my shenanigans.

He said he could barely understand me and that I was an idiot. My mother must have finally wondered why it was so quite in the house and she comes down stairs to my room and asks "Why are you going to sleep around 4:00 in the afternoon?"

I sat up to respond and all that came out was "I jusssz terrrrrd."
The expression on her face changed and she said concerned and demandingly "What did you just say? What is wrong with you? What's going on?"

Again, I try to respond and it's just jibberish. She then gets right up close to me and she says: "Who are you talking to? Please Andrew tell me what's going on? Did you take something? What did you take? Are you drunk?"

Stupidly, I struggle to annunciate "I took summ pillzz" thinking that this would concern her less...? She then starts to panic thinking her son is overdosing on some shit. She grabs the cell phone outta my hand asks my friend what I took and what's going on. He told her he didn't know so she told him I would call him back and hung up.

She starts yelling and panicing more and says: "What?! Do I need to call an ambulance? Tell me what you took, Now!? Tell ME! Finally, I give in and tell her "I'mm Drunnnk OKAY!" She instantly reacted by cocking her hand back and slapped me hard across the face. After which, I just bust out laughing histerically and I utter: "That dint hurrrt." She gets mad and does it again. Still laughing, I hold my hands up and say: "Okay okay, I sorrry." She asks me where I got it and I told her that I bought it off some kid on the bus, she buys it and helps me try and stand up out of bed. "Come on," she says, "Lets get you to the bathroom I can tell you are gonna need to puke." I fall right back down smacking my head against the wall behind my bed.

These are the last few moments I remember. She threw one of my arms around her shoulder and struggles to help me up the stairs. I just remember feeling like I was made of rubber or something. I would take a few steps and my legs would just give out and I would stumble into the wall. I felt like I had a bobble head. Finally she gets me in the bathroom and says "sit down by the toilet." "Okay okay," I say as I shut the door and lock it for some reason.

I kneel down in front of the toilet and that is the last thing I remember, complete black out from there. I wake up in my bed the next morning and still felt hammered. Now, I'm assuming that I puked my ass off and was helped back to bed. I stand up out of bed, get a huge head rush and feel like puking. I take a few steps and then I knew, I was still drunk at 7:00 a.m. I asked my mother what happened after I got into the bathroom and she said I puked couple times and passed out on the bathroom floor for 4 hours. She said: "Dad had to pop the lock, he opened the door and hit you in the head and you were still sound asleep. He was tapping you on the face and shaking you and you finally woke up. We gave you some water and he helped you back in bed."

How I did not go into a coma or die is beyond me. I must have had someone watching over me. My parents never knew how many shots I took, I never told them, don't think I ever will. I should have gone to the hospital but they didn't know how much I had.

I got on the bus still hammered and felt drunk the rest of the day. I proceded to tell my friends the story when I got to school. Never again.

wow. i was in a very similar situation (drinking way more than i should have and somehow not dying).

it was on halloween. we were all getting ready (i was preg britney spears) and we were going to start to pregame in 20 min or so. my friends were taking a ridiculous amount of time to get ready, and the guys that live across the hall from me were already pregaming, so i started to drink with them. one of the kids actually let me have an entire water bottle of vodka, but share with one of my friends or something. all the shotglasses were being used so i was literally just taking swigs of vodka and a swig of soda, back in forth. i didn't even know how many shots i was having since i was just wingin it. i honestly don't know what i was thinking. i get smashed if i have more than 5 shots, and by the time my friends came (they had no idea i was drinking before) the water bottle of vodka was basically gone. keep in mind that i'm 5'3 and under 110 lbs.

so we go to a house party and the whole walk there i'm just shouting IT'S BRITNEY BITCHHHH (remember that i was preg britney spears) and when we got to the house i sat on the couch and just started to throw up. i was wearing sunglasses and for some reason i felt like becuase i was wearing sunglasses, no one could see me throwing up, and that idea made me laugh. so i was throwing up and laughing at the same time. (what the fuck). after this i don't remember anything. oh, and this was all before like 11:15pm...

4 of my guy friends and 3 of my girl friends bring me back to my dorm and i was throwing up the whole walk there (i don't know how we didn't get stopped by the police, for some reason we didn't run into one, but on halloween night they are usually everywhere). my friends undressed me and put me in the bathtub that's in the girl's bathroom (don't know why the hell we have a bathtub) and i was just throwing up for about 45 minutes in my bra/underwear. i don't remember any of that. my friends were all pretty drunk too. they put me in my friend's bed (lucia) where i was just passed out until i woke up at like 3am. lucia was sitting at the edge of the bed crying (she was really drunk) and with one of the guys that lives across the hall, and apparently they said i was convulsing. i actually was really surprised they didn't call the ambulance (but they were really drunk), my stomach 100% should have been pumped, i honestly don't know how i wasn't dead.

had a hangover for 2 days straight

such a scary/stupid/embarassing situation. i don't know what the fuck i was thinking and i def learned my lesson.

[jessimaca290]

I probably shouldn't admit this on here...but you want to talk about worst drunk moments ever and I definitely have one for you that still makes me cringe.

Back in high-school..senior prom of the all-boys prep school (i went to the all-girls school)...after party had about 50-60ish people all invited to this kids house who's parents got a few kegs and were okay with the party as long as everyone slept there. One of the biggest parties of the year.

Before going to the party me and my date split a bottle of Soco. the whole bottle- I know, not a good idea. The gift from prom were these 16 oz glasses, and we basically filled those up and guzzled it down. Needless to say I blacked out about an hour into the party and the next thing I know its 6am, light outside, and I'm in my friend's car and we're all going home saying "man I can't believe that happened!" (I had no clue what happened at this point and was too drunk to understand anything).

I pass out at home- wake up late for work around 3pm, and find out around 5pm the next day from a friend at work why every single person was kicked out of the party/house around 6am....apparently a couple was having sex IN THE CLOSET of the parent's bedroom...while the parents were asleep in their bed. I think you can guess who was part of that couple...whoops. Pretty sure I had the worst reputation of anyone that summer.

[SqueeBaBooSquee]

Originally Posted by laura22

wow. i was in a very similar situation (drinking way more than i should have and somehow not dying).

it was on halloween. we were all getting ready (i was preg britney spears) and we were going to start to pregame in 20 min or so. my friends were taking a ridiculous amount of time to get ready, and the guys that live across the hall from me were already pregaming, so i started to drink with them. one of the kids actually let me have an entire water bottle of vodka, but share with one of my friends or something. all the shotglasses were being used so i was literally just taking swigs of vodka and a swig of soda, back in forth. i didn't even know how many shots i was having since i was just wingin it. i honestly don't know what i was thinking. i get smashed if i have more than 5 shots, and by the time my friends came (they had no idea i was drinking before) the water bottle of vodka was basically gone. keep in mind that i'm 5'3 and under 110 lbs.

so we go to a house party and the whole walk there i'm just shouting IT'S BRITNEY BITCHHHH (remember that i was preg britney spears) and when we got to the house i sat on the couch and just started to throw up. i was wearing sunglasses and for some reason i felt like becuase i was wearing sunglasses, no one could see me throwing up, and that idea made me laugh. so i was throwing up and laughing at the same time. (what the fuck). after this i don't remember anything. oh, and this was all before like 11:15pm...

4 of my guy friends and 3 of my girl friends bring me back to my dorm and i was throwing up the whole walk there (i don't know how we didn't get stopped by the police, for some reason we didn't run into one, but on halloween night they are usually everywhere). my friends undressed me and put me in the bathtub that's in the girl's bathroom (don't know why the hell we have a bathtub) and i was just throwing up for about 45 minutes in my bra/underwear. i don't remember any of that. my friends were all pretty drunk too. they put me in my friend's bed (lucia) where i was just passed out until i woke up at like 3am. lucia was sitting at the edge of the bed crying (she was really drunk) and with one of the guys that lives across the hall, and apparently they said i was convulsing. i actually was really surprised they didn't call the ambulance (but they were really drunk), my stomach 100% should have been pumped, i honestly don't know how i wasn't dead.

had a hangover for 2 days straight

such a scary/stupid/embarassing situation. i don't know what the fuck i was thinking and i def learned my lesson.

that's hawt.

[Bohrman26]

Originally Posted by jessimaca290

I probably shouldn't admit this on here...but you want to talk about worst drunk moments ever and I definitely have one for you that still makes me cringe.

Back in high-school..senior prom of the all-boys prep school (i went to the all-girls school)...after party had about 50-60ish people all invited to this kids house who's parents got a few kegs and were okay with the party as long as everyone slept there. One of the biggest parties of the year.

Before going to the party me and my date split a bottle of Soco. the whole bottle- I know, not a good idea. The gift from prom were these 16 oz glasses, and we basically filled those up and guzzled it down. Needless to say I blacked out about an hour into the party and the next thing I know its 6am, light outside, and I'm in my friend's car and we're all going home saying "man I can't believe that happened!" (I had no clue what happened at this point and was too drunk to understand anything).

I pass out at home- wake up late for work around 3pm, and find out around 5pm the next day from a friend at work why every single person was kicked out of the party/house around 6am....apparently a couple was having sex IN THE CLOSET of the parent's bedroom...while the parents were asleep in their bed. I think you can guess who was part of that couple...whoops. Pretty sure I had the worst reputation of anyone that summer.

Wow

[gonz085]

Originally Posted by jessimaca290

I probably shouldn't admit this on here...but you want to talk about worst drunk moments ever and I definitely have one for you that still makes me cringe.

Back in high-school..senior prom of the all-boys prep school (i went to the all-girls school)...after party had about 50-60ish people all invited to this kids house who's parents got a few kegs and were okay with the party as long as everyone slept there. One of the biggest parties of the year.

Before going to the party me and my date split a bottle of Soco. the whole bottle- I know, not a good idea. The gift from prom were these 16 oz glasses, and we basically filled those up and guzzled it down. Needless to say I blacked out about an hour into the party and the next thing I know its 6am, light outside, and I'm in my friend's car and we're all going home saying "man I can't believe that happened!" (I had no clue what happened at this point and was too drunk to understand anything).

I pass out at home- wake up late for work around 3pm, and find out around 5pm the next day from a friend at work why every single person was kicked out of the party/house around 6am....apparently a couple was having sex IN THE CLOSET of the parent's bedroom...while the parents were asleep in their bed. I think you can guess who was part of that couple...whoops. Pretty sure I had the worst reputation of anyone that summer.

will you be my prom date?

[ExistenceNow]

Originally Posted by laura22

wow. i was in a very similar situation (drinking way more than i should have and somehow not dying).

it was on halloween. we were all getting ready (i was preg britney spears) and we were going to start to pregame in 20 min or so. my friends were taking a ridiculous amount of time to get ready, and the guys that live across the hall from me were already pregaming, so i started to drink with them. one of the kids actually let me have an entire water bottle of vodka, but share with one of my friends or something. all the shotglasses were being used so i was literally just taking swigs of vodka and a swig of soda, back in forth. i didn't even know how many shots i was having since i was just wingin it. i honestly don't know what i was thinking. i get smashed if i have more than 5 shots, and by the time my friends came (they had no idea i was drinking before) the water bottle of vodka was basically gone. keep in mind that i'm 5'3 and under 110 lbs.

so we go to a house party and the whole walk there i'm just shouting IT'S BRITNEY BITCHHHH (remember that i was preg britney spears) and when we got to the house i sat on the couch and just started to throw up. i was wearing sunglasses and for some reason i felt like becuase i was wearing sunglasses, no one could see me throwing up, and that idea made me laugh. so i was throwing up and laughing at the same time. (what the fuck). after this i don't remember anything. oh, and this was all before like 11:15pm...

4 of my guy friends and 3 of my girl friends bring me back to my dorm and i was throwing up the whole walk there (i don't know how we didn't get stopped by the police, for some reason we didn't run into one, but on halloween night they are usually everywhere). my friends undressed me and put me in the bathtub that's in the girl's bathroom (don't know why the hell we have a bathtub) and i was just throwing up for about 45 minutes in my bra/underwear. i don't remember any of that. my friends were all pretty drunk too. they put me in my friend's bed (lucia) where i was just passed out until i woke up at like 3am. lucia was sitting at the edge of the bed crying (she was really drunk) and with one of the guys that lives across the hall, and apparently they said i was convulsing. i actually was really surprised they didn't call the ambulance (but they were really drunk), my stomach 100% should have been pumped, i honestly don't know how i wasn't dead.

had a hangover for 2 days straight

such a scary/stupid/embarassing situation. i don't know what the fuck i was thinking and i def learned my lesson.

This is my go-to defense when on mushrooms or LSD.

I dropped a bunch of shrooms on Halloween and luckily I was dressed as The Dude, so I had sunglasses as well as a wig with hair in my face. No. one. could. see. me.

[umphucked88]

It was this past summer, and it was my first night partying at our new fraternity house, and there were only like 10 of us there, and we all got shitfaced. I had probably drank 10 or so beers before I went over there, and then when I got to the house, my roommate and I split a fifth of vodka, and by split, I mean he made one red bull and vodka, and I drank the rest of it.

I had drank half of it and felt pretty good, I went to taco bell to get some food, and my friend Shea tried to convince me to stay at taco bell and eat with her for awhile, but apparently I was too concerned about drinking, and went back to the house and finished the rest of the fifth. I ended up in the bathroom for what felt like an eternity, but was probably only an hour, sitting on the toilet. Yes, sitting on the toilet, not kneeling in front, like someone smart would've done, so I ended up throwing up all over the bathroom floor, and I had chipotle that night, and it burned coming back up, and looked fucking disgusting. I sat their a little while longer, my friends and a couple brothers came to get me and help me to my friends car.

We ended up stopping by el rancho, a local dive Mexican place that's amazing when your drunk, to pick up one of my other brothers who left to go "on an adventure" and I threw up in my friends car, got back to their apartment and peed on their floor apparently (I don't remember that though.)

[Bohrman26]

Originally Posted by umphucked88

It was this past summer, and it was my first night partying at our new fraternity house, and there were only like 10 of us there, and we all got shitfaced. I had probably drank 10 or so beers before I went over there, and then when I got to the house, my roommate and I split a fifth of vodka, and by split, I mean he made one red bull and vodka, and I drank the rest of it.

I had drank half of it and felt pretty good, I went to taco bell to get some food, and my friend Shea tried to convince me to stay at taco bell and eat with her for awhile, but apparently I was too concerned about drinking, and went back to the house and finished the rest of the fifth. I ended up in the bathroom for what felt like an eternity, but was probably only an hour, sitting on the toilet. Yes, sitting on the toilet, not kneeling in front, like someone smart would've done, so I ended up throwing up all over the bathroom floor, and I had chipotle that night, and it burned coming back up, and looked fucking disgusting. I sat their a little while longer, my friends and a couple brothers came to get me and help me to my friends car.

We ended up stopping by el rancho, a local dive Mexican place that's amazing when your drunk, to pick up one of my other brothers who left to go "on an adventure" and I threw up in my friends car, got back to their apartment and peed on their floor apparently (I don't remember that though.)

You had Chipotle AND Taco Bell in a night of heavy drinking?

Damn, how bloody was your underwear?

[SqueeBaBooSquee]

Originally Posted by Bohrman26

You had Chipotle AND Taco Bell in a night of heavy drinking?

Damn, how bloody was your underwear?

Don't worry he has Chipotleaway.

[Bohrman26]

Originally Posted by SqueeBaBooSquee

Don't worry he has Chipotleaway.

Oh oh, well nevermind then. He was safe.

[emu513]

Got sum ground n' pound with my ex-girlfriend last night.

That'd be the worst drunk moment ever.

[SqueeBaBooSquee]

Originally Posted by emu513

Got sum ground n' pound with my ex-girlfriend last night.

That'd be the worst drunk moment ever.

Please elaborate on this... wtf is that?

[Jimi Thing 10]

Originally Posted by SqueeBaBooSquee

Please elaborate on this... wtf is that?

he beat her

[Bohrman26]

Originally Posted by emu513

Got sum ground n' pound with my ex-girlfriend last night.

That'd be the worst drunk moment ever.

If having sex with your ex-girlfriend is the worst drunk moment you've ever had then you lead one of the easiest life's.

[emu513]

Originally Posted by Bohrman26

If having sex with your ex-girlfriend is the worst drunk moment you've ever had then you lead one of the easiest life's.

Sorry for (not) partying.

[Bohrman26]

Originally Posted by emu513

Sorry for (not) partying.

You should be.

Now, get out there and make some mistakes!

[emu513]

Originally Posted by SqueeBaBooSquee

Please elaborate on this... wtf is that?

4. ground and pound

a phrase to be used when you want to describe how you want to violently have sex with an occupant after grappling them to the floor; please note: this occupant should be willing, aint on no rape ting.

Person 1: You like my new girlfriend?

Person 2: She'd probably get a ground and pound.

http://www.urbandictionary.com/defin...%20and%20pound

[emu513]

Originally Posted by Jimi Thing 10

he beat her

With my dick.

[umphucked88]

Originally Posted by Bohrman26

You had Chipotle AND Taco Bell in a night of heavy drinking?

Damn, how bloody was your underwear?

I actually only got cinnamon twists and a fruit punch to mix with my vodka, I didn't actually get to eat the cinnamon twists because I shared them with everyone and threw them at people.

I think I had thrown up most of the Chipotle by the end of the night, as well. So yes, that was my version of Chipotlaway.

[water_into_wine]

Another funny one was the time I threw up the mixed drinks of vodka and fruit punch I had been drinking all night in my friend's toilet and forgotten to flush. He went to clean his house before his parents came home and thought some girl had left some period in his toilet.

[manderso]

What the fuck is wrong with American cops?? They go around arresting you for being drunk under age? Fuck that noise!

[SqueeBaBooSquee]

Originally Posted by manderso

What the fuck is wrong with American cops?? They go around arresting you for being drunk under age? Fuck that noise!

Meanwhile the Germans raise their young on guiness.

[ExistenceNow]

Originally Posted by Bohrman26

If having sex with your ex-girlfriend is the worst drunk moment you've ever had then you lead one of the easiest life's.

Seriously.

When the word "drunk" is being used in this thread, we're not talking about what happens after having a couple Bud Light Lime's with dinner.

[Bohrman26]

Originally Posted by ExistenceNow

Seriously.

When the word "drunk" is being used in this thread, we're not talking about what happens after having a couple Bud Light Lime's with dinner.

Exactly. We're talking about drinking yourself into a coma and bringing yourself to the brink of death. This is a man's thread.

[manderso]

It's not the worst, but it's kinda funny. I was like 15 and my best friend and I got some 40's of Old English(I was indeed a gangster) and a bottle of vodka. We went to my house where I drank a 40 and decided to make vodka jello. So I make it and stick it in th fridge to set. Then we keep drinking. I was just a drinking rookie so the 40 got me pretty buzzed. Then I plowed through the second one and some vodka. Now I was drunk. So I'm sitting there basking in my drunkness and how cool I am, when my dad comes through the door. He was like "What the hell? Matthew!" So I panicked and grabbed up all the booze in my arms(Most of it still open) and I sprint out the door. I hear my dad yell at me to come back here from behind me. So I'm running and my pants fell down around my ankles and I did a faceplant into a mud puddle and all the open booze shoots all over me. So I looked back at my dad and he was just laughing at me. I got up and kept running. Eventually my buddy found me all muddy and stinking like booze. The alcohol was a write off. So I went home, caught shit from my dad and got sent to my room. I ended up sleeping on the bathroom floor. The next day my dad was cool. He mde fun of me and told me that my hangover was my punishment, but if he caught me again that he would beat my ass. So I'm curled up in bed and he comes to check on me and he askes me if I need anything. I was like "I made some jello. Could you bring me that and a spoon?" He was like Ok. I then proceeded to get drunk again. He was baffled, then angry.

[Bohrman26]

Originally Posted by manderso

It's not the worst, but it's kinda funny. I was like 15 and my best friend and I got some 40's of Old English(I was indeed a gangster) and a bottle of vodka. We went to my house where I drank a 40 and decided to make vodka jello. So I make it and stick it in th fridge to set. Then we keep drinking. I was just a drinking rookie so the 40 got me pretty buzzed. Then I plowed through the second one and some vodka. Now I was drunk. So I'm sitting there basking in my drunkness and how cool I am, when my dad comes through the door. He was like "What the hell? Matthew!" So I panicked and grabbed up all the booze in my arms(Most of it still open) and I sprint out the door. I hear my dad yell at me to come back here from behind me. So I'm running and my pants fell down around my ankles and I did a faceplant into a mud puddle and all the open booze shoots all over me. So I looked back at my dad and he was just laughing at me. I got up and kept running. Eventually my buddy found me all muddy and stinking like booze. The alcohol was a write off. So I went home, caught shit from my dad and got sent to my room. I ended up sleeping on the bathroom floor. The next day my dad was cool. He mde fun of me and told me that my hangover was my punishment, but if he caught me again that he would beat my ass. So I'm curled up in bed and he comes to check on me and he askes me if I need anything. I was like "I made some jello. Could you bring me that and a spoon?" He was like Ok. I then proceeded to get drunk again. He was baffled, then angry.

I like how that story ends.

Reminds me, kind of, of another story a buddy of mine told me. He had gotten absolutely trash hammered and got home really late. He made all kinds of noise getting in just knocking over everything. His dad gets up and is like, "What the hell?!" And just gets him to bed and that's it. Well, the next morning his dad comes in all sympathetic asking if he's ok and stuff. His dad gives him a big glass of water and tells him this will help. My buddy, being dehydrated, takes a giant gulp of the water. Turns out it was a glass full of straight vodka. My buddy almost pukes everywhere and then his dad just tears into him about coming home drunk like that and just blasts him.

[buzz05232000]

Originally Posted by manderso

It's not the worst, but it's kinda funny. I was like 15 and my best friend and I got some 40's of Old English(I was indeed a gangster) and a bottle of vodka. We went to my house where I drank a 40 and decided to make vodka jello. So I make it and stick it in th fridge to set. Then we keep drinking. I was just a drinking rookie so the 40 got me pretty buzzed. Then I plowed through the second one and some vodka. Now I was drunk. So I'm sitting there basking in my drunkness and how cool I am, when my dad comes through the door. He was like "What the hell? Matthew!" So I panicked and grabbed up all the booze in my arms(Most of it still open) and I sprint out the door. I hear my dad yell at me to come back here from behind me. So I'm running and my pants fell down around my ankles and I did a faceplant into a mud puddle and all the open booze shoots all over me. So I looked back at my dad and he was just laughing at me. I got up and kept running. Eventually my buddy found me all muddy and stinking like booze. The alcohol was a write off. So I went home, caught shit from my dad and got sent to my room. I ended up sleeping on the bathroom floor. The next day my dad was cool. He mde fun of me and told me that my hangover was my punishment, but if he caught me again that he would beat my ass. So I'm curled up in bed and he comes to check on me and he askes me if I need anything. I was like "I made some jello. Could you bring me that and a spoon?" He was like Ok. I then proceeded to get drunk again. He was baffled, then angry.

Fantastic.

[laura22]

Originally Posted by manderso

It's not the worst, but it's kinda funny. I was like 15 and my best friend and I got some 40's of Old English(I was indeed a gangster) and a bottle of vodka. We went to my house where I drank a 40 and decided to make vodka jello. So I make it and stick it in th fridge to set. Then we keep drinking. I was just a drinking rookie so the 40 got me pretty buzzed. Then I plowed through the second one and some vodka. Now I was drunk. So I'm sitting there basking in my drunkness and how cool I am, when my dad comes through the door. He was like "What the hell? Matthew!" So I panicked and grabbed up all the booze in my arms(Most of it still open) and I sprint out the door. I hear my dad yell at me to come back here from behind me. So I'm running and my pants fell down around my ankles and I did a faceplant into a mud puddle and all the open booze shoots all over me. So I looked back at my dad and he was just laughing at me. I got up and kept running. Eventually my buddy found me all muddy and stinking like booze. The alcohol was a write off. So I went home, caught shit from my dad and got sent to my room. I ended up sleeping on the bathroom floor. The next day my dad was cool. He mde fun of me and told me that my hangover was my punishment, but if he caught me again that he would beat my ass. So I'm curled up in bed and he comes to check on me and he askes me if I need anything. I was like "I made some jello. Could you bring me that and a spoon?" He was like Ok. I then proceeded to get drunk again. He was baffled, then angry.

[kfpoling]

Originally Posted by Bohrman26

I like how that story ends.

Reminds me, kind of, of another story a buddy of mine told me. He had gotten absolutely trash hammered and got home really late. He made all kinds of noise getting in just knocking over everything. His dad gets up and is like, "What the hell?!" And just gets him to bed and that's it. Well, the next morning his dad comes in all sympathetic asking if he's ok and stuff. His dad gives him a big glass of water and tells him this will help. My buddy, being dehydrated, takes a giant gulp of the water. Turns out it was a glass full of straight vodka. My buddy almost pukes everywhere and then his dad just tears into him about coming home drunk like that and just blasts him.

oh my, that is awful

[burnobus7337]

Originally Posted by kfpoling

oh my, that is awful

Going along with the dad handing the kid a glass of vodka. I'm sure this has happened to many, but it is truly the worst feeling ever. One night after heavy drinking, I woke at like 4 am dehydrated as balls and needed to quench my thirst. So i go to fridge and see a half drank water bottle that must be my roommates. I chug it. No it wasn't water, or vodka. It was that 198 proof everclear stuff. I spent the rest of the morning drunk again throwing up. It was terrible and, to top it off, my roommate was pissed I drank his booze.