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s/o your PAST - DRINKING STORIES!!!
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Here's a good one. (lets see if I can totally ruin my reputation as a put together, intelligent being - ok - probably not that bad)
One of the very few frat parties I ever went to, I (again) was offered several free drinks. It was actually some pear drink that was really good, as I recall. Anyhow - I may have ended up poll dancing with a certain, not-cute (beer googles, people) frat boy. Again - free drinks = Danger.
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Re: s/o your PAST - DRINKING STORIES!!!
Tales of the Wife
Hoodlums! All of 'em!
Hmmm....is it bad I can't remember most of them?!?!
Let's see....
-I'm STILL made fun of for taking a box of Cheerios with me to every party in college (apparently after I started drinking I convinced myself they would keep me from puking)
-I had a fixation with riding my roomates bike up and down the hallway of our dorm in college. The hallway was small enough that I wouldn't fall over and everyone apparently thinks it was halarious.
-Junior year we had a harry buff party (fruit soaked in 151 and red koolaid/ punch) so big that our entire carpet was ruined from one end of our rental house to the other - yeah, we had to pay to get new carpet when we moved out
-DH stole my roomates keys one time (she locked us out the weekend before) and it had pepper spray on it - DH was goofing off and spraying it as we walked home, totally trashed - he must have gotten it on his hands because once we got him, he went to pee and afterwards was BURNING down there. He grabbed the first thing he saw (my roomates cup next to her toothbrush, filled it with water, and dunked his peepee in it, then put the cup back when he was done (again, my roomate totally deserved it)
-I didn't know until last year that one of the best party nights EVER I thought was at the EMT house (we had a squadron made up of students). Little did I know we were actually at the girls softball party and they were all dancing with me. GROSS!
-rookie initiation for rugby was WAY crazy
-played strip poker with a huge group of my really close girl and guy friends on a random Tuesday night
-we'd have 40 40s nights every Wednesday.....we'd order pizza and buy 40-40 oz beers and us (me and 3 roomates) would drink it with 4 guy roomies next door (and DH)
hmmmm......not to mention the fights DH and I would get in EVERY WEEKEND b/c my roomate wanted him and would make up lies about me cheating - then Sunday morning we'd wake up and not even remember what we were fighting about
my two best guy friends in college got SUPER drunk one night and we convinced the one that the other was a hippie from California and wanted to fight him.....the rest of the night we spent holding him back and he was a BIG guy
and I gotta go home from work.....sorry, maybe I'll think of some more "PG-13" ones later.....anything "R" related does not need to be posted.
My freshman year was too much fun...
We had a party EVERY Wednesday night and called it "Stoopin'" because we sat on the from stoop of the same house to drink and just hang out. (card games, drinking games, someone played the guitar, or the older ones would play American Idle to make fun of other singers in the program- I was a theatre major) The night a show closed (always on a Wednesday), we had "Super stupid stoopin'" because it got CRAZY. Everyone was exhausted from a weeklong run and the intense rehearsals that led up to it, so it was a celebration! I was part of the crew for a show and was SO glad it was over, that I drank myself STUPID one night. What I remember drinking: an irish carbomb, 3 wine coolers, a skyy blue, a shot of gold schlagger and a margarita. I had breakfast with my grandparents the next morning (who thought I was a perfect angel). I threw up three times before I made it to the car and another three times at breakfast... when I got out of the car, they said that they hoped the flu went away quickly. Then they told the rest of my family that I had an eating disorder- NOOO... I wasjust extremely hungover. I proceeded to vomit until 5 that evening. My roommate had to go buygatorade and crackers for me because I couldn't get out of bed... I just threw up in the trash can...
...I have so much to learn...
let's see.
there was the time my guy friend really had to pee on the way from one party to another, so he pee'd on a tractor trailer tire- and i followed suit.
that same time, i decided i wouldn't walk any further and sat down in some one's front lawn. then a half naked guy (boxers only) came along and gave me a piggy back ride to the next party b/c he thought i was too funny to leave behind.
and the time i was so drunk i didn't realize i was singing the mission impossible theme song outloud while i stage tip toed across the lobby in front of the RA on duty...
and the time i tried to pee on my roomies chair b/c i was CERTAIN i was in the bathroom
and the time i fell asleep and woke up on the toilet
and the time i danced on the table at my friend's grandma's house
and the fact that my nickname in college was Flash and NOT b/c i like photography
yeahh...i'll stop there. i hope y'all still have *some* respect for me!
according to DH (before we were married) after too many jack and cokes at a concert/show ... i dragged him to our car, stripped myself down, *aheam* had my way with him *aheam* then threw up ....
i only remember asking for water....
Despite the drinks, your story sounds more plausible.
This is the one and only time I've ever had sex in car:
Last Halloween my old roommates were having a party up at their house. They were playing beer pong but I'd already started drinking this grape Kool-aid/vodka concoction and I didn't want to miss, but I also can't turn down a good game of beer pong. So... I played with my Kool-aid! My team won but not before I drank the equivilant of five shots in a very short period of time. I got a little frisky and grabbed DH (who was looking HOT as Danny Zucko, sp?), and dragged him to the truck. We did it in the back seat only a few feet away from the party.
And no one knew it! I asked later if anyone noticed we were gone and they did notice, but thought I went away because I was sick and throwing up.
Hey! Your drinking story kind of sounds like mine. Good times.
let's see...
there was the Halloween sophmore year where I decided to have nothing but Starburst for dinner, then proceeded to drink cheap keg beer until I hurled in the kitchen sink (the bathrooms were occupied) and passed out in costume on the couch in the middle of a raging party
my 21st birthday, where I had about 8 kinds of hard liquor (thanks for looking out for me big bro) in 2 hours. I stole a lady at the bar's cigs cuz I hate smoke. She started getting suspicious and they had to pull me out of the bar before i got my A$$ kicked. I threw up all down the sidewalk and out the car window the entire 6 miles home.
st paddy's day one year, party at a friend's house. I grab a bottle of Gran Marnier that has been in my parents liquor cabinet for untold number of years. I do a shot with each guest that arrives. Then drink 1/2 bottle of merlot. I was sick and then sober again within like 45 minutes of the party beginning.
the best though was when i was like 23. A guy friend begged me to be his date to an ex's wedding in OH. We flew there the night before. Day of wedding, we were running late, so didn't get breakfast or lunch before the wedding. Get to the reception, it is hot as hell, and he brings me a gin and tonic to drink, which i chug, thinking it is sprite. Get to our table, and the only thing to drink is wine, as they never filled our water glasses. Get our meals and he forgot to request a vegetarian meal for me, so i eat a salad and a roll, and continue with the wine. Get sick in the restroom, in a basket in the hallway, all over the side of his car, in the hotel all night. On our flight home the next day, the guy across the aisle from me is VERY concerned about me and keeps asking if i'll be OK. I have the barf bag open and ready to go, but somehow avoid having to use it. Yeah, I will never show my face in Cleveland again. I'm sure I made just the impression on his ex that he was hoping for
these are actually the only 4 times i have been sick from drinking.
I have so, so, so many.
1. in college, we had a group do a "teeter totter a thon". Basically a group took turns on a teeter totter all night long. A friend and I went down to "watch". While watching one of the girls (who was a giant B!) fell off the teeter totter, while she was on the bottom. Her friend, up on the top, came CRASHING down. A friend of mine was in charge of this event, and he may or may not have wanted to call 911 since I was laughing so hard I couldn't breathe.
2. a certain college roommate and I may or may not have had a habit of going home in other people's clothes after drinking. Usually at least one item from each person drinking with us. Maybe. I'm not admitting anything.
3. When drunk, my BFF and I decided to see if we could pass a field sobriety test. Only we made it harder...and decided to perform our beam routines on landscaping 4x4's outside the bar. I am proud to admit that I flawlessly performed my entire high school beam routine. Tumbling and all.
4. One new year's we started drinking before heading to the Wild game. I'd already had a few, and decided to challenge my 6'2", 250 lb friend to a drinking contest. (I am 5'2" and was about 115/120 lbs at the time). I kept up with him the whole time. (You can imagine how drunk I was compared to him). We ran into my boss on our way to the bar after the game, and I was VERY happy to see her, apparently. I then was paraded around the bar to show off my wild tattoo...which is on my lower back...and I invited half the bar back to my friend's house for the rest of the New Year's Party. LOL
5. My friend won on the glass tickets, next to the visitor's penalty box, to a Wild game. On the glass tickets come with a pass to the "fishing lodge" where free beer is served. We had LOTS of pre-game free beers. And paid our waitress to bring out TRAYS of beers at a time, as well as going in between periods. So, we bring out the old school college hockey cheers, which has the fans around us laughing. Cue: Pavel Kubina, player for the Tampa Bay Lightning. Kubina takes a penalty. We SCREAM the penalty cheer ("woot woot. woot woot. hey you, you're outta here, you worthless piece of sh....). Kubina empties his water bottle on me. Box official looks at him and says, "i wouldn't have done that if I were you". I RIP into him. For the entire time he's in the box. I don't stop, not for timeouts, not for TV timeouts, not for stoppages in play. Nothing. His penalty ends. I've NEVER seen a player skate away from the box that fast, ever. My favorite player (and one I was friends with at the time) had seen him dump water on me. So he NAILS him on his way to the bench, and raises his stick towards me. LOVED it. I swear the guys behind us peed their pants more than once laughing at me that game.
I think those are my finest moments. I know there are many, many more. But those are the most memorable.