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I have a fun puke story that deserves it's own thread!

Two Halloweens ago, I decided I could outdrink this big beefy guy, so we started shooting jager at a halloween party.

To make a long story short, I won.

I made it upstairs and puked neon orange vomit all over the wall, cabinets, shower curtain, toilet, toilet paper, rug and floor.

I was SO ungodly drunk, in my mind...I was pretty sure I had cleaned it all up. I got a very pissy call the next day from my former bff, I didn't clean it up and her bf's bathroom smelled like hot wings (i had eaten them that night) and jager.

And there is the time, I puked on FI while we were having drunken sex, I guess I got too hot.

Oh and the time I puked with him in the shower..

Re: I have a fun puke story that deserves it's own thread!

  • Sick! My friends started their own mini support group for puking on guys during sex. ?The stories were pretty funny though.
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  • Oh my that is gross!  Hot Wings + Jager?  Nasty
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  • imageSouthernBellelovesaYankee:

    Two Halloweens ago, I decided I could outdrink this big beefy guy, so we started shooting jager at a halloween party.

    To make a long story short, I won.

    I made it upstairs and puked neon orange vomit all over the wall, cabinets, shower curtain, toilet, toilet paper, rug and floor.

    I was SO ungodly drunk, in my mind...I was pretty sure I had cleaned it all up. I got a very pissy call the next day from my former bff, I didn't clean it up and her bf's bathroom smelled like hot wings (i had eaten them that night) and jager.

    And there is the time, I puked on FI while we were having drunken sex, I guess I got too hot.

    Oh and the time I puked with him in the shower..

    Jager and hotwings never make for good puke.  lolz.

    I puked all over the inside of my own car while on my first date with ex-DH.  It was priceless.

  • That reminds me of the time that my hubby (then boyfriend) came home to find me naked, soaking wet (I had attempted to shower) covered in my own chunks (that's why,) and mopping my puke up in the hallway (or more likely just swishing it around) while still sloppy drunk and laughing maniacally as my dogs ran around trying to lick it up.  

    *Sigh*  Good times.

  • When FI and I were first dating, he didn't know that my idea of a drink is pina colada so he showed up with the "incredible hulk" then proceeded to drink it all himself.

    He threw up on my foot and then giggled, tripped, threw up again, and passed out.

    Memories :sigh:

  • Wow....now that is LOVE.

    Hubby and I decided to use the jacuzzi tub in the suite we were at and I was SO DRUNK.  Apparently I passed out on him while having sex....however I came to and was beligerant about needing my underwear on ME.  Poor DH had to use the hairdryer on them...and slipped them on while I was passed out AGAIN.  I don't remember any of it...but that's my "He's gotta love me" moment.  

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  • jesus cristo the jager and wings mix made me want to gag.

    we've all  been there i guess

    a f*cked up puke story  of mine was when I got too drunk with a guy I just started dating, he took over to his place.  I went to go puke in his bathroom and kept  breaking wind as I was barfing into his toilet.

     

  • So when I first moved to Germany there was this amazingly hot German guy across the bar and we had been making eyes...you know the usual.  And the bartender brings me this shot and he says its from that guy.  I look over and he has one and sort of "cheers" me in the air and we take the shot.  Of course I was trying to act like the bas asss that I was so I did my best not to make a face as the feeling of pure fire kicked my ass while it went down.  Well he kept sending over shots and shots and shots and I mean I was PLASTERED.  But I kept trying to keep it together because he looked totally fine (looking back I wonder why I never walked over to talk to him...or him to me...but that's not the point here).  Well just after closing my mouth after the last shot....puke started it's way up.  Right there in front of God and everyone.  I look up in horror, and the hot German guy is GONE. Fast Forward to a few months later: I see him at a different bar and I go talk to him and asked him how in the hell he could drink that much with out even being tipsy..and he tells me that he was shooting apple juice...he just wanted to see how long I could last.  We became good friends after I got over being a tad upset.  Ha ha.

    Now I just wish I was puking because of alcohol....sighhh.

  • These stories are great!

    DH and I were at neighbors house drinking and walked home and I went right to sleep, well when I woke up the next morning headed to the bathroom and when I got to hall way I saw that DH had puked all over hall way like a 360degrees. Then I managed to make it to bathroom and everything was covered there too.. So sick eww.

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  • Wow. Jager used to be my favorite shot to take I loved the stuff. Then I started coincidently puking every time I had a shot...or 2...or more...haven't touched it in a few years.
  • LOL

    A few years ago, I was drinking with my friend and her boyfriend. ?He?challenged?me to a shot contest. ? We did a shot of Jack, a shot of gin, a shot of raspberry vodka, a shot of Jager and a shot of Captain Mo.. back to back. ?I finished my shots in about a minute. ?He took like 10 minutes.. My plan of attack was to get it down before my body could resist. ?Yah, I was drunk in about 5 minutes and he was puking off the balcony. ?He never challenged my drinking skills again.

    This other time, with the same group of people, we went to a show at this bar by my house.. I got so drunk I knocked over TWO tables with drinks on them. ?(CLASSY, I know) and so I got kicked out. ?On the way back to my apartment, I decided it would be a good idea to tackle my friend to the ground, in the middle of the street. ?I had a good running start and ended up leap frogging her, she went down, but I went up and over her.. and then landed on my face and skid a good foot or two down the street. I broke my nose and I didn't notice my face was trashed until the next morning.. I puked for a while and when I left the bathroom, I caught a glimpse of my face. ?AWESOME. ?

    Luckily, this was all before DH.. he carried me home one night and I stopped drinking after that. ?Apparently, I was in the bar, screaming about all kinds of raunchy stuff.. I woke up covered in puke, hugging a trash can. ?

    Sigh. ?I've probably puked during sex, but I dont remember it, which is probably a good thing.

  • Ha - Here goes mine..

    We went to a friends wedding and I promised DH I wouldn't drink because I get a little too crazy with open bar.  Well, my friends snuck me drinks and made me chug martinis so that I would get drunk and dance.  I obliged.  In the hour long car ride home, I yacked all over myself and my dress.  I wasn't going to ride home in it, so I stripped the dress off (commando underneath!) and rode the entire hour home in the front seat, completely naked, with DH yelling at me to duck down everytime we got to an intersection or saw a car!

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  • ::shudders at title of post::

    Where is the supposed spelling and grammar lady?

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  • I honestly only have one drunk story because after this night I never wanted to drink again and never will ... I went out with my sister and some friends for my 21st birthday. I didn't drink before and was not planning on getting really drunk on my b-day. I asked my sister to watch me and make sure that I didn't drink too much. Well, the night started at dinner, where I picked at my food and didn't eat much at all and had 2 huge margaritas. That was followed by going to about 5 bars in downtown dallas where I had 3 rum and cokes, 3 cranberry and vodkas, 5+ shots and at the last bar they realized that I had had enough so they ordered me a virgin drink. I didn't have one sip of water the whole night and pretty much drank all of that on an empty stomach. I quickly turned into a dancing queen who did not meet a stranger LOL my night at the last bar ended with my sister helping me off a toilet and pulling up my pants after I went pee. I danced the whole way to the car and kept telling everyone how fine I was ... I sat down in the backseat of my sisters car and immediately felt like I was going to die. I threw up the WHOLE way home (about a 45 minute drive) with my head out the window going oh I dunnon 65 down the highway. I threw up the whole entire next day (well more like dry heaved) and ended up with bruises all over my chest and arms from my violent throwing up and hugging the toilet. I am pretty sure that I had alcohol poisioning from my 'fun' night out. I have not been drunk since. Ick!

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