Spinooff: Funny drinking stories from college and beyond

[winneythepooh7]

I've had my share. This is a funny story one of my sister's from college always brings up: She was in charge of making the punch for a party once. She poured in all the vodka and kool-aid, and then became distracted with something else, and forgot to add water. EVERYONE was puking. I was pledging my sorority at the time, and the only pledge with a car. I turned into the town bus taking sisters home to bed from that party.

When I first moved to the city, my friend that I moved into took me out to celebrate my moving in. I had had lasagna for dinner and after multiple shots and Long Island Ice teas later, I ended up puking all over the wall to wall carpeting in the apartment. It was stained because of the lasagna. We ended up tearing up the carpet.

In college, I used to get drunk but honestly don't have any major drinking stories I can recall. I usually could feel when I was getting to my limit.

I have a good story though. 2 days before my ex crazy boyfriend broke up with me, he got me real liquored up. I drank a whole bottle of red wine, followed by (don't ask me why) some shots of Lemoncello. I ended up puking all over his exotic carpet that came from some far off land and his brand new leather couch. Ha ha!!!! He totally deserved it though!!!!

[wordsmith]

None of my own (I'm not a puker), but I went out with my best friend the week after her BF of two years dumped her, to this outdoor festival thing with a beer garden. Because it's a small town, her BF was naturally there, which induced her, in her infinite wisdom, to get absolutely shitfaced and become the "whoo-hoo" girl, rather than the moping in the corner sad-faced girl.

Problem with being the "whoo-hoo" girl is that you're only the fun life of the party to a point...when the point passes, you become "that girl"... the one who fell flat on her face twice, and who eventually threw up all over the feet of your best friend, not to mention the feet of county sheriff's deputy who followed you back behind the porta-potty you dashed behind to vomit.

[shimmer728]

Oh my God......too many to name.

My favorite, of course, is the time my friend and I did about 20 shots of Pineapple Bombers. We came back to my apartment, where I promptly pulled up my skirt, squatted on the floor like a dog and pissed all over the place. Why? Because I was getting my carpet professionally cleaned the next day. I am such a bitch.

Then there was the time right before my 23rd birthday where I got so shit-faced that I passed out, puked all over the place and had to be carried out of the bar by my ex's brother. The next morning, I remembered nothing. I only found out what actually happened the next week, when I walked into Denny's and the hostess yelled out, "Oh my God, you're still alive!"

There was the time I went out clubbing in Pittsburgh and got a little too rambunctious, and a bouncer tried to cart me off the dancing stage. I flipped out and yelled at him that I would "dance wherever the fuck I wanted." I also attempted to push him away, quite violently. I'm lucky I wasn't arrested.

Then there was the time that I spent 45 minutes making out in the middle of the dance floor with some random dude at yet another Pittsburgh club. The DJ even put a spotlight on us. He had mad facial hair, too, so the next morning, I woke up with major beard burn. :redface: Oh, and later that night, I puked all over my friend's car.

I rock. :cool:

[wordsmith]

Then there was the time that I spent 45 minutes making out in the middle of the dance floor with some random dude at yet another Pittsburgh club. The DJ even put a spotlight on us. He had mad facial hair, too, so the next morning, I woke up with major beard burn. :redface: Oh, and later that night, I puked all over my friend's car.

I rock. :cool:

This kind of reminds me of one night a couple of years back, when I ran into a guy who'd chatted me up about a week earlier while out at the bar one night when I was out with above puke-on-my-feet best friend. He'd been really super chatty the previous week when we met, and seemed interested, but he was a little on the shy side. I'd been thinking about him over the intervening week, and had decided he was the sort who needed a little encouragement. So when he came in again and started chatting me up again, we kept the rounds of drinks coming. The bartender was testing out new drinks on me, so I was waaaay tipsy. Finally, I was just looking at him and grinning while he was talking, and he paused and was like "What?" I said (evidently), "So, I'm wondering...are you gonna kiss me or what?" He did. We ended up dating a li'l while.

It kinda makes me wanna put..."So...I'm wondering...are you gonna kiss me, or what?" on a T-shirt.

[WeirdBrake]

When I was 22 and had just started law school (read: living away from my parents for the first time), I went out to this one bar with some classmates and had a few too many rum n cokes. I started to feel a little dizzy, which prompted me to signal rather aggressively to the waitress that I "NEEDED A GLASS OF WATER NOW."

Then there was the time I urinated off the top of my building. Allison was the proud witness to that event.

Then, of course... recent times: Getting very drunk at this little dive bar where Allison lives and then belting out the lyrics to Bon Jovi's "Wanted: Dead or Alive" on a karaoke night. I think I did this twice, actually. As well as "I Won't Back Down" by Tom Petty.

And then when Allison and I met up with Elyse, Michelle, Kelly, and labrat at this bar/cafe in Alexandria, and after my share of G & T's, I decided to perform my famed "Yo Judges, Listen Up" rap for everyone.

[shimmer728]

Then, of course... recent times: Getting very drunk at this little dive bar where Allison lives and then belting out the lyrics to Bon Jovi's "Wanted: Dead or Alive" on a karaoke night. I think I did this twice, actually. As well as "I Won't Back Down" by Tom Petty.


He drank ALL THE GIN they had!

[WeirdBrake]

He drank ALL THE GIN they had!

Not my fault they keep such a limited supply! :p

[ebruening]

Well...I once had a few too many G and T's myself, WB. I ended up trying to ride my "hovercraft" (read: my friend's roommate's skateboard) off the third floor of a rather large apartment building. The friend's roommate (a guy) had to carry me in to the house, and then dropped me on the doorjamb (or at least that's how I supposedly got the horrible scrape down the side of my back.) Six words: drunken polka dancing, small living room. That = spraining both ankles. I don't get drunk very often, but dear god, I certainly do end up with a lot of injuries! Don't even ask about the broken nose :redface:

Edit: change "hovercraft" to "hoverboard" Back to the Future Fanatic, I ain't.

[dengeist]

The first time I got drunk I got embarrassingly ripped and never got that drunk again. Some friends had a HUGE amount of alcohol. We started playing the dreaded drinking games. I don't even remember what it was called.

The girl that had the alcohol had about a half a liter of pepsi in her 'fridge. I started drinking rum and coke (pepsi). We ran out of pepsi after a few hands. I kept drinking the rum (the rum was overproof Jamaican stuff). I blacked out, but was still conscious and still drinking!!! I remember screaming "DRINK!!!!" at some girl I didn't know.
The rest I don't remember, but I was told second hand. My buddy took me into the living room and sat me on a couch where I proceeded to vomit all over myself. He left me alone (big mistake) and somehow I managed to take my vomit stained clothes off and wander back to my dorm room in my underwear. Where I sat with my roommates and talked to them acting like nothing happend. Meanwhile my buddy is wandering around looking for me.
My memory comes back where a couple of them were trying to put me in the shower in my underwear. I somehow drew a crowd by then and was fighting them off. I managed to make it to my bed and pass out. I got up the next morning at 7:30am took a hot shower and went to my 8am class reeking of alcohol.
The girls were nice and washed my clothes for me, but I felt like an idiot for about a week after that. I actually got a girlfriend out of that wacky behavior.

[winneythepooh7]

Oh I remember another one. When I was on the plane going to Puerto Rico with my friend, we had too many rums and cokes. We each were standing up stretching with rums and cokes in hand and both spilt a bit on the couple in front of us. They weren't too pleased.

[dengeist]

When I went to school abroad we stayed in a Tudor manor. One night after drinking much hard cider, I felt myself slipping. I knew I was going to yak, so I slipped away from the group and made my way back to my room before I embarrased myself, something I learned to do after my previous incident. The problem with living in a 16th century manor is...it's huge and has winding corridors. I had to go up the stairs and down some stairs and through a hallway and through a little door just to get to the hallway where my room was. It felt like I had been walking for an hour (really a five minute walk). When you're trying to hold back, time stands still.

I made it far enough to the corridor where my room was. There was a movie where a normal length hallway stretches out into the fantastically long hallway. I swear, that hallway seemed a mile long. I got my keys out while I was walking. I got to my door, put the key in. Home free right? Wrong! I yakked all over the floor right in front of my room. Then passed out. Needless to say, I was discovered and pictures were taken of me laying in a pool of my own vomit. We took a lot of pictures of people in compromising positions that year though.

[wordsmith]

The first place I ever got intoxicated was as a student abroad, dude (on cider, too, and Guinness!). I didn't puke, however. I did wander the streets of Dublin with some Irish dudes singing "The Boxer," though.

[ebruening]

The first place I ever got intoxicated was as a student abroad, dude (on cider, too, and Guinness!). I didn't puke, however. I did wander the streets of Dublin with some Irish dudes singing "The Boxer," though.

I'll bet that WAS fun ;)

[winneythepooh7]

The first place I ever got intoxicated was as a student abroad, dude (on cider, too, and Guinness!). I didn't puke, however. I did wander the streets of Dublin with some Irish dudes singing "The Boxer," though.

I don't know what it is but I am a sucker for Irish dudes. I live in an Irish neighborhood and they are so cute :D. When I first moved here though, it took awhile for me to get used to and understand their accents.

[wordsmith]

It's a Simon and Garfunkel song very popular in pubs in Ireland.

I love Irish guys.

[ebruening]

I love Irish guys.

I'll drink to that!

[dengeist]

Cider was the shiz-nit!!! Only in the UK or Ireland can you get a 2 liter bottle of hard cider for about $3.00 and get ripped. Good times had by all.

[wordsmith]

I'll drink to that!

Slainte!! :D

[ebruening]

Slainte!! :D

Haha. It took me FOREVER to figure out what "havin' the craic" meant. Nevertheless, that's what I usually have with a couple of pints of Guinness :)

[wordsmith]

No shit. "We're just havin' a bit o' the craic," is somewhat alarming to a tipsy 18-year old, let me tell you. "But it's GOOD craic!" didn't allay my anxiety.

[ebruening]

No shit. "We're just havin' a bit o' the craic," is somewhat alarming to a tipsy 18-year old, let me tell you. "But it's GOOD craic!" didn't allay my anxiety.

Oh, I'll bet! I never knew when those guys were being serious...

[Kitty]

Once, I went on something called a "Party Bus." It was this very hellish thing where a bunch of annoying frat guy types rented a bus and decided to drive 60 miles to some huge club in a neighboring city.

Well, I went to college in the woods. I got very drunk on this party bus and was sitting in my seat staring out the window as the woods passed by. I saw a sasquatch running in the woods. I freaked out. I mean totally freaked out. I was very drunk and concerned by the sasquatch...

I was trying to convince all these drunken frat idiot guys and hoe girls that I had seen a sasquatch running in the woods.

[wordsmith]

Dude...I was an RA, and every night before a break, when our residents cleared out, the RA staff had a progressive drinking party, where we went section to section throughout the whole dorm. I think there was mention of a sasquatch on the floor at one or two of those progressives. Maybe it was the same one.

[Kitty]

Dude...I was an RA, and every night before a break, when our residents cleared out, the RA staff had a progressive drinking party, where we went section to section throughout the whole dorm. I think there was mention of a sasquatch on the floor at one or two of those progressives. Maybe it was the same one.

He was running fast. He seemed very mobile and as though he would be able to travel great distances...

[wordsmith]

All the way to Minnesota, in fact. Quite the loping gait. A formidable sasquatch.

[shimmer728]

Oh God, hard cider. Once, my then-roommate's boyfriend (now husband) made all this hard cider. My friend warned me that it was strong and it would probably make little me very, very drunk. Did I listen? Fuck no. I had two and a half hard ciders and all of a sudden felt REALLY sick. This stuff was like pure alcohol, but you couldn't taste it at all. My roomies had to carry me up to my bedroom, where I then passed out in the fetal position and was sick for the next 24 hours. My friend's husband still makes that poison, too! To this day, I can't even smell regular cider.

I got pretty ripped this summer in North Carolina. My sister and I went out for karaoke and I had too many margaritas, plus may have gotten a contact high from all the weed smoking around me. Come to think of it, I have had lots of drunk karaoke singing incidents.

[Kitty]

Another time, my gay friend and I were very drunk in downtown. It was still kind of early and so the crowd wandering the streets was more conservative...

Anyway, we decided to be stripper hoes walking down the street..and everytime we saw a pole we woud like do some elaborate pole dance routine. We were also giving each other lap dances and shaving dollar bills down each others pants...

[shimmer728]

Another time, my gay friend and I were very drunk in downtown. It was still kind of early and so the crowd wandering the streets was more conservative...

Anyway, we decided to be stripper hoes walking down the street..and everytime we saw a pole we woud like do some elaborate pole dance routine. We were also giving each other lap dances and shaving dollar bills down each others pants...

I gave lap dances once.......AT A TRAILER PARTY.

I'm so, so not kidding.

[Kitty]

I gave lap dances once.......AT A TRAILER PARTY.

I'm so, so not kidding.

I would love to get drunk with you. :D

[shimmer728]

I would love to get drunk with you. :D

Oh, we'd have a blast! Man, I don't party so much anymore, but it's hysterical to look back on those days.......errr, what I remember of them, that is.

Of course, my sister and I got pretty trashed two weeks ago for her 21st birthday, but I must have settled down some. The most belligerent thing I did was yell "FUCK PENN STATE!" as we were leaving an after-hours club. (I'd just learned they won the Penn State-Ohio State football game. Normally, I couldn't care less about football, but apparently I did that night!)

[Kitty]

Oh, we'd have a blast! Man, I don't party so much anymore, but it's hysterical to look back on those days.......errr, what I remember of them, that is.

Of course, my sister and I got pretty trashed two weeks ago for her 21st birthday, but I must have settled down some. The most belligerent thing I did was yell "FUCK PENN STATE!" as we were leaving an after-hours club. (I'd just learned they won the Penn State-Ohio State football game. Normally, I couldn't care less about football, but apparently I did that night!)

Yeah, I've settled down too...kinda ;)

[shimmer728]

I'm not sure I will ever COMPLETELY settle down. I was far too "settled" when I was younger. My inner party girl was itching to come out, and now she won't go away. ;)

[wordsmith]

Yeah, I didn't party too much till AFTER college, really. Once I was done being the responsible student.

[Kitty]

Really?

I'm much calmer now. I went through a very very rebellious stage...

I was pretty much a straight A student in HS. All I did was study and stress about getting into college. It was very all-consuming.

Once I got to college I went completely crazy..it was basically one long, huge party for me. I have to say, it was so much fun.

[wordsmith]

I'm still pretty calm.

But I was an ultra serious student, and when I did go out, I was usually the one taking care of the drunks.

[biodork]

I think my 21st bday was sorta funny...basically spent the whole night with a bottle of champagne to myself, and I also made jello shooters of low, med, and high amts of vodka (I even color-coded!) Well you can guess where that ended up going. I think ended up polishing off another bottle of champagne someone else had AND kept thinking I was funny by running away from my bf to get the strongest of the jello shooters. Someone asked me at one point "are you drunk" and I remember saying "I damn well better be drunk it's my 21st birthday!"

Yeah I puked for the first time ever 10 min before the ball dropped (my bday is new years eve). :rolleyes:

And I experienced my first hangover the next day too.

[Deadend]

Ah.. memories.....

I suppose some of the best stories came out of the "Hunting and fishing club". Which was made up so as that we'd have a group name for brewery "tours".

I've puked on a bus, I've fallen off a roof, slid down a pine tree, hid from the cops in a closet, been asked to have a chat with the bouncer in the "back room", and of course, been pulled over by the police for poor rollerblading.

I used to think that the stories that went with those statements were alot more entertaining than I think they are now.

[ebruening]

I'm still pretty calm.

But I was an ultra serious student, and when I did go out, I was usually the one taking care of the drunks.

I drank like mad with one particular friend...only then did my inner alkie appear. However, we're not friends anymore, so I have no drinking buddy :(

[wordsmith]

I only have one friend currently who's much for the bar scene...and she's got a husband and seven-year old, so her available going out times are few and far between.

It's nice when my sister's home from college...I actually have someone to go out with.

[hoodie]

Shimmer, what bars in pittsburgh? I just went to southside bars recently, it was a blast.

My college career sounds a lot like Kitty's.
Once I got wasted, and they hid the triple sec from me under the couch so I wouldn't get it. Well later I was mellowing (the phase right before you pass out) on the floor, saw the triple sec, and crawled across the floor mumbling "triplesectriplesectriplesec..." I got that repeated to me lots that year.

Uh another time I got ripped and pulled the fire door open in the doorms. The alarm went off. That same night, I was dared to kiss the next person who walked into the room on a dare, so ended up greeting my friend's very confused roommate with a huge wet kiss. I also offered to jump off the balcony onto the roof below (one story) so we could play hockey like in clerks.

Now this year, I've upped my drinking a bit too, now that I don't live at home anymore. Recently I went to a country bar (I hate country), so I began drinking fast to amuse myself. ...well, next day, here's what I found out I did.
A) Opened a tab to buy still unidentified shots, then had my bf sign my credit card reciept for me.
B) Offered to be in a threesome with a guy and girl I'd just met. Didn't bother to invite the bf who was standing by listening to these arrangements being made.
C) Scammed a strange 40 year old guy for a drink.
D) Bit my sister in the boob for not buying me a drink.
E) Danced a "sleezy slide" (aka line dancing for 'tards) about 3 steps behind, then got pissed when people tried to show me right.
F) Overheard a joking sexual comment made by my boy and snapped "I'm standing right here, and even though I'm drunk, I'm not DEAF!"
G) Asked my sister to put taco meat on the "sober up" sandwich she was making me when we got home.
H) Stood in the hall bathroom going "Shhhhhhh shhhhhhhhhhhh!"........to nobody. This woke up my mom, who decided to greet me with shusshing the next morning and laugh her ass off at me. Rightfully so.
I) Called a different friend on the phone, talked for about 15 minutes, then when his phone cut off, I turned to my sis and asked: "Was I just on the phone?"

Yeah, I suck at drinking, but I have fun.

[steph78]

Once my roommate's boyfriend got her a whole KEG of hard cider for her birthday party. That was a GREAT party! ;)

I have had two drunken evenings end in streaking. Funny, I am sometimes embarrassed to let my own HUSBAND see me naked, but put enough alcohol in me and I have no problem running a half-mile with no clothes...as long as it's dark and other people are doing it with me!

The traditional streaking route at my school was to go down a long lawn and then back up to where you started. You had to cross several sidewalks along the way, and some of those sidewalks had those posts about three feet high with chains strung between the posts to keep people off the grass. Well, one night when I was actually streaking, I was really drunk, but not so much that I didn't remember the chains. So I slowed down at each sidewalk to check for the chains to be sure I didn't trip over them. Turned out some of them in the center of the lawn had been taken down (the ornamental posts were still there but the chains were down for graduation I think). So after running all the way down and back naked I got my clothes back on, but by this time I REALLY had to pee and the only bathrooms open at night were in the building all the way at the BOTTOM of the lawn. So I went flying back down there at top speed - I THOUGHT I was running between two posts where I'd already checked for the chains, but it turns out I was a little to the left of where I'd run before, so the chain caught me right on my thigh and I flipped over face-first onto the grass. I had a HUGE bruise right on my thigh for weeks and you could clearly see the chain links in it...every time I wore shorts people would look at me funny... :redface:

[shimmer728]

Shimmer, what bars in pittsburgh? I just went to southside bars recently, it was a blast.


I used to hang out in what's known as the Strip District a lot, and that's where my sister and I were a few weeks ago. There are some really fun dance clubs there.

[shimmer728]

I've fallen off a roof

Yeah, my friends and I had a party senior year and some guy almost fell off our roof. Almost. I remember that nobody but me seemed to care, though. I was freaking out and everyone was like, "Oh, that's Ryan, he does that!" WTF?

This same guy was one of the groomsmen in my friend's wedding and he got waaaaaaaasted at the reception. He's a vegan, and couldn't eat any of the food, so he just drank the whole night. Very classy.

[tina1979]

I was freaking out and everyone was like, "Oh, that's Ryan, he does that!" WTF?

The last apartments I lived in were sortof U shaped. Your back glass doors faced each other across a small courtyard. Well the guys that lived directly across from us would have "keggers" all the time. Since we lived across from them and one of the guys was doing my sister we would go to the parties. One of the guys that hung out over there was in the marines or had been. Whatever. Anyway he decided that he was going to climb up the balcony like Spiderman. He ended up breaking one of the slats on the balcony pulling himself over it. Then while he was up there he decided it would be funny to bust a beer bottle over his own head. Anybody know how much a head gash bleeds? Add the thinning effect of alcohol. Its was horrible. I kinda freaked, and they were like "Don't worry Phillip does that all the time" Guess who had to help clean up a huge puddle of blood and glass? :googly:

[spokes]

i'll bet that i am one of the few guys to go on a girl drink drunk (pina colodas, strawberry marg's etc....)

[shannon08]

Oh man - so many stories to name, but one that I can think of right now....
I ran into one of my exes at a bar one night in college and his new girl was there. My drunken jealous bitch side came out (tends to happen when I get drink) and I decided I was going to be-friend her (she didn't know who I was and my ex was off in another part of the bar). I got her drunk as hell on shots on HER tab. I used to be able to take shots like a champ so I was fine but she puked ALL over the bar. She got kicked out of the bar and my ex had to end up paying her (our) tab... :twisted:

Oh and I peed on the floor too Shim :) We were at a wedding in New Orleans staying in a very nice hotel. We of course went out on bourbon street after the reception and I (after walking home barefooted bc my shoes hurt my feet, Im really surprised I don't have some sort of nasty disease from all that crap on the street there) proceeded to walk directly into a wall and bruise my nose and forehead and squat in the corner of the hotel room to pee. Im sure the maids loved me!

[biodork]

Heh actually my funniest stories all have to do with smoking pot... :rolleyes:

[shimmer728]

Oh man - so many stories to name, but one that I can think of right now....
I ran into one of my exes at a bar one night in college and his new girl was there. My drunken jealous bitch side came out (tends to happen when I get drink) and I decided I was going to be-friend her (she didn't know who I was and my ex was off in another part of the bar). I got her drunk as hell on shots on HER tab. I used to be able to take shots like a champ so I was fine but she puked ALL over the bar. She got kicked out of the bar and my ex had to end up paying her (our) tab... :twisted:


That is PURE EVIL! :D

[Kitty]

Heh actually my funniest stories all have to do with smoking pot... :rolleyes:

I agree with that..especially becasue I get HYPER paranoid.

[MetFanL]

My favorite drunken story was when my friends and I went to visit a college friend who was working in Tampa. He took the 4 of us out to Ybor City and, at the time, my one friend had mono and didn't know it... enlarged liver, anyone? Anyway, she couldn't get drunk, so we decided to start w/ shots at Bar Tampa. We got angry at the girls dancing on the bar b/c they couldn't find the beat and we are superb dancers who have a good deal of choreography worked out in our freestyle dancing. So, we asked to be placed on the bar. We stayed there for like 3 hours and put on a show... Choreography to Dancing Queen, Devil Went Down to Georgia and a number of other songs... My roommate felt the need to moon everyone... repeatedly and I believe there was, in general, a good deal od a*s slapping b/c, who doesn't enjoy a little a*s slapping? The sailors in the bar were very pleased with our performance and we closed the place down w/ New York, New York.

I've never been so sick in my life... The next day, we were watching some movie on TV where they were just talking about food and I got ill... Gross.

I have many others... maybe I'll share more later. Maybe the one where my friend and I insulted Tino Martinez, Fernando Vina, Albert Pujols and the Expos AAA team. Or the one where we sang karoake with the Mets in Montreal. Good times.

[Angyl]

oh man. There's plenty of good stories involving nekkidness, but my favorite story is my 21st birthday.

So, we all go to a bar, that i dont relaly like anyway, but someone else picked it. I'd had mexican for dinner and BBQ for lunch so I was confident i could get to 21 shots. I was a very VERY hefty drinker at that time, btw. so I proceed to have 15 shots and 2 drinks, I think. My friend aaron was getting wasted with me bc we were both drunk and at some point he deicded everytime i crunched his perfectly gelled hair, eh would buy me a shot. he bought me a LOT. This weird guy who ended up being a plaigerist also ended up showing up and cornered the guy who would be my bf a few months later and monopolized his whole night poor guy. Anyway, i get dizzier and dizzier and more people i barely know are buying me shots, and the bar closes. We go out to get a gyro (my favorite drunk food) an I proudly proclaim to the restuarant that its the BEST gyro I've ever had, mainly bc someone else bought it. I'm stumbling through the streets when i start screaming at some asian people and my friend try to calm me down, so i tell them loudly that it's ok, They're my PEOPLE!

I threw up in my friends car, all over myself, laughed and passed out. I also puked numerous times in the morning and laid down on the newsroom floor for abut 2 hours, until i managed to eat a whole bunch of crackers and water and get up.

[mishl982]

I think my 21st bday was sorta funny...basically spent the whole night with a bottle of champagne to myself, and I also made jello shooters of low, med, and high amts of vodka (I even color-coded!) Well you can guess where that ended up going. I think ended up polishing off another bottle of champagne someone else had AND kept thinking I was funny by running away from my bf to get the strongest of the jello shooters. Someone asked me at one point "are you drunk" and I remember saying "I damn well better be drunk it's my 21st birthday!"
Ooh that was at my place! And also there was a guy that was so drunk that he was hugging the toilet all night. So pretty much bio and this dude took up the only 2 bathrooms in my townhouse when we had a NYE party! lol

Some drunken stories that I can remember off the top of my head:
- my 21st bday when I swore up and down that I wouldn't throw up. Then I did. And then I continued to drink after. A Marine friend made the comment that I was "a trooper because none of my Marine buddies can do that!"
- we took the metro into DC once and had to remind ourselves that the last train leaves at 3. We got so drunk and my friends were flirting with the bouncer that we missed the metro, hauled ass to the station so our roommate could pick us up, then drunk dialed everyone in our cell phones. I also kept my mase out at all times in case we got attacked. It was also like 0 degrees outside.
- my 23rd bday where I decided it needed to be memorable so I danced on the bar, made out with my best friend and also made out with a random stranger. I also attempted to play the bagpipes.

[shimmer728]

- my 23rd bday where I decided it needed to be memorable so I danced on the bar, made out with my best friend and also made out with a random stranger.

Oh yeah, I've channeled my inner lesbian before, too.

[mishl982]

The funny thing is that I was laughing and giggling the entire time so it probably didn't count as *really* making out with a girl and a random dude. But it was pretty damn funny (at least to me, lol).