The Official I'm Drunk Thread

[Terracosmo]

I know this will surprise all of you but here goes...

...I got drunk this weekend

*GASP*

Anyway, I spent my friday at the bar, a club with a "piracy theme", so there were people dressed as pirates there. Awesomeness. I had myself some rum and had a nice time in general.

The saturday consisted of a house party at a mate's place. Also pretty nice. I switched numbers with a girl. I'm going to call her tomorrow, or send a message or something, and hopefully it will lead to something...

[PSJ]

Yo guys i'm finally back from my vacation, which consisted basicly of eating, sleeping and getting drunk. 7 days in a row getting hammered, that's a new record for me and i feel crap now that i am home again, would be nice with a vodka or something.

I'll split it up in seperate nights for ya.

Night 1: Got to the hotel by 3 a.m and thought "what to do" the obvious answer was to find the nearest bar and get drunk. Got back to the hotel around 6 a.m drunk as fuck.

Night 2: Went for a piece of food then we proceeded to a bar with a cool ass bartender, happy hour for 3 hours on all shots and drink, that was heaven. Until i got so drunk around 12 that they threatened to call the police(this was in another bar) so yea my mates dragged me back to the hotel. Not a very good not, the liquer was great though.

Night 3: This was sort of my "takin it easy" night but did i take it easy? No way. We went back to the same bar, drank a little and proceeded to a club to dance. That was pretty much it, nothing special.

Night 4: Just did some light drinking this day if my memory serves me right but i still got pretty hammered in the end. We sat at the same bar once again and met some finnish people, we discussed Lordi and Vodka.

Night 5: Scandinavian night at the hottest club in town, free drinks for 3 hours, need i say more? I will any way. We drank like hell ordered like 10 drinks at a time for 2 hours, we got quite hammered. Then i bought a Jack Daniels t shirt from one of the bar tenders, he ripped me off so bad but i don't care. In the end we were really drunk and had a great night.

Night 6: This night we noticed that it was a hell of alot cheaper to just buy a bottle of vodka in a shop and drink it in the hotel then go out clubbing, we noticed this to late. Ah well at least we know for next time. Nothing special this night, we just hung out with som nice looking gals from the same hotel as us.

Night 7: Well yea, worst night. Didn't get nearly as drunk as the other nights but it was an early morning on the 8th day since we were going home that day so i couldn't get as drunk.

That was it. All in all a great way to spend a week, i recommend it.

[dragonrage]

Well I am finally home. After departing from my house which i had just returned to for a few hours yesterday I was off once more.

I almost forgot what it felt like to get intoxicated, After three days of celebration, two of which involved drinking. I can honestly say it is good to be alive.

So yesterday I went to the dinner, my friends treat, a movie and then back of one of their houses for a private part. It was fucking awsome, food, drinks, video game, dancing and lots of laughs. They went out and bought a half a gallon of Bacardi Gold just for me now aren't they sweet, not my preference in drinks but it was all good.

After much drinking, eating and the casual flirting, those son of a gun got wasted leaving just me, my best friend and his girls to celebrated, Mind you this was about 4 am, can't blame them for getting wasted on me, since that is exaclty what i wanted, but still i wish that i could have joined them.

Well about 6 am when everyone was fast asleep (where ever was advailable) except for my best friend, his girl and myself and well by this time my half a gallon of Barcadi was half empty (that bastard was all mine), but yet I was not totally wasted. An awsome idea was proposed.. An early morning ride, it was just what i wanted to hear Fresh air, and a hobby i enjoy. Since i love cycling, i couldn't think of anything better to finish off this wonderful evening, well except for getting layed, but that will be addressed soon enough.

Anyway it was fucking awsome, my skills we in peak condition, until i was cut off by the occasional early morning asshole (NYC, its to be expected) and well a parked car and I almost shared an intimate moment. But I have crashes enough to know how to control myself high or not, and well sad to say the car was dissappointed . But all that manuvering and giggling did a number on my stomach, which was pratically 80 % alcohol. Third fucking time I ever puked in my life, the first in quite a number of years. But it was all good.

Anyways I still had to go into the office in a few hours so sleep was the only thing left to do. Crashed at a friend's house, got up 2 hours laters took a cab home and after a cold shower I was off to work. Thank God i don't suffer from hangovers or get drunk easily.

It was business as usual, Oh yeah, I gotta do the same thing next year for my Birthday. Although it kinda sucks just opperating on a few hours sleep but I don't have to tell you guy thats. Its the norm. for people like us.

Fuck its good to be home, now its on to Father's Day.

[Assertn]

getting drunk waiting for.carbon feaf uuuuuuuuuu?

[masamuneehs]

wow, eespite the number of times uve been drunk in the past few monhs i hacen't posted here once,,,,

well, if you were wonderinj, i this is how i post withouht doing any corrections when i'mdrunk and posting (which is 70??%orso of the time)

dont play "roulette" with water, vodka, and/or everclear amidst participation in a beer pong tourney. elst u will be fucked

[Terracosmo]

I'd post here every time I'm drunk, but it would be like 2-3 posts a week and it would be pretty lonely too since like it's only me. :S

[rockmanj]

I'd love to post, but alas, im usually too drunk to walk, let alone type.

[dragonrage]

I'd love to post, but alas, im usually too drunk to walk, let alone type.

Holy shit, rockmanj your alive. I am somewhat dissappointed that those girls didn't finish you off. After all they had enough reason too, you have tortured them enough.

Anyways it is good to see that the marching army didn't get you on their patrols. Drop by the channel sometime so we can torture your soul.

[RedX1z]

my name is red, and i'm an alcoholic. seriously, though, i'd post, but i'm not the casual drinker, and only drink to special occasions. plus, i'd probably wake up inside a random house that i've never been too.

@drage: leave rockmanj alone. what did he ever do to you?

[Assertn]

I find it helps to have internet on your cell

[masamuneehs]

yeah, well last night was pretty fun, obviously...

had a mixer with a sorority and I had my fair share of booze and liquor. We had champagne (i left that for the girls), light beer and jello shots, but the real winner, much to my surprise, was the game of Roulette we set up. Randomly assorted shots of water, vodka, clear rum and Devil's Ridge (160 proof liquor). I thought the idea was horrible, but the girls totally loved it! what a bunch of crazy bitches...

yay for reviving this awesome thread. i need to start posting more often here, if only the morning after...

[Munsu]

Budweiser + Don Q + Armin van Buuren = A drunken good time.

[Bucket]

I'm having a Guinness right now. When I'm done that, I will have another Guinness.

[Eskay]

Uh..drinking isn't good for you.

[The Heretic Azazel]

I just snorted four lines of coke.

I'm not drunk, I'm BETTER.

[SK]

yeah like, imrellu fucknf durnk inad i amost ddint get into mu buiidlling but the peoplew wjrnre cool scuz i todld them i was jus goin to sleep uean im durjnjk as hell airghty all peace

[Bucket]

EVERYBODY GOT THAT?

[masamuneehs]

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yty to decipher that above sentence yall. true indication of how durnk i am wright now in this thread. fuckin a dudes.

the above was truly an attempt to communicate, in english, with fellow human beings online. and nww i will drink a bit moreof my Bud Light (gotta watch my girlish figiure) and then drunken post a bit, and go to bed for the evening.

i'll tell ya, it's nice to be back home over thanksgcingt and all those holidays and have good people to hang out with and get fucked up with and makes ya all warm and fuzzy inside.

[samsonlonghair]

All I can say for the last two weekends is "WOW!"

No, that does not mean that I played an insanely addictive mmorpg. That means that I was high off of my ass. Last weekend I was hanging out with my old neighbor, Dave. He was telling me that he had the best weed in the country, but he couldn't smoke it because he had to see his parole officer in the morning. He went on and on about how great this weed was. He called it "Meigs County green". After hearing him run his mouth for a few hours about his weed I called his bluff. I said that there's no way that his pot was half as good as he was claiming it was.

Damn was I wrong.

Weed hasn't been able to really get me high since I was about fourteen, but this was brutal. We broke out the water bong, and I filled that chamber up with as much smoke as it would hold. I sucked back hard on it and inhaled it all at once. After repeating the process about seven times I was gone. I mean gone. Don't even try to talk to me; I was on a whole other fucking planet.

After that I went home and had crazy, wild, high sex with my wife. We stayed up that night and watched a few movies, and we played Jeopardy on my original NES in the morning.

So naturally I went to see Dave again this weekend.

On Friday night I appeared bearing gifts. Since the next day (today) is his birthday, I gave him a new score book for dice, and the hardest jigsaw puzzle I could find. There's only one thing this man loves more than solving jigsaw puzzles while coked out: cooking. So I brought Dave and eight pound smoked turkey, and a spiral-cut honey ham. I was supposed to just take one from work for a Christmas bonus, but...fuck that.

My old neighbor Dave, my best friend Jacob, my wife, and I sat around and blazed for a while as we watched The Terror of MechaGodzilla on DVD. Then we left the turkey in the sink and the ham in the freezer, and we went bowling. I did moderately lousy bowling; I think I bowled about an eighty-six average. We turned it into a drinking game of course. A spare is a drink, and a strike is two drinks. We finished off a couple of pitchers of beer that way.

After getting back to Dave's place I got high again. I accidentally spilled bong water on my pants. That smelled lovely. I think I ate all the mixed nuts Dave had out for Christmas. Then I got high some more, and curled up with my wife to go to sleep.

This was just Friday.

I woke up on Saturday morning surprisingly refreshed. I took the Turkey out of the sink and washed Dave's dishes so he wouldn't have to on his birthday. My wife woke up a little bit later ready to wake-n-bake. She passed the trusty old water bong to me, and I took a few hits. It is at this point that Dave informs me that he has a food stamp card of questionable legality. Time to go shopping.

When we got to the supermarket I wanted to eat everything. Dave had forty bucks in food stamps that he had to spend before the end of the month, or they'd be forfeit. We grab everything we need to cook that Turkey, and then I start grabbing shit for myself. I got a bottle of orange juice, a big bowl of sweet potatoes, Some Reses peanut butter cups, some candy for my wife, and a whole bunch of other crap.

Once diner was finally ready We had Turkey, mashed potatoes, sweet corn, green beans, biscuits, stuffing, gravy, and apple pie. Damn Dave's a good cook.

SO how was your fuckin' weekend?

[samsonlonghair]

Sorry about the double-post, but I think that this deserves its own post.

It's been a month, and now I'm high again. Seriously, I'm very high at this moment. I want to come back later and see if my writing tonight seems strange.

Time seems to be slowed down, but that's probably just my brain missing instants. It's playing catch-up like a skipping CD.

I also think that the right and left hemispheres of my brain are acting more independently. Or perhaps the two hemispheres just aren't syncing-up properly.

I keep on cracking my knuckles; I know I've popped every joint in my hand right now. Yet I keep on cracking them. Maybe this is the hemispherical problem I mentioned before. I think that the left side of my brain is the habit-using side. The right side is a bit more introspective and realizes that my knuckle-cracking is dumb.

I probably shouldn't be working right now. Don't worry, I'm not operating construction equipment; I'm just a DJ. Actually, I really shouldn't be going on-air like this. Oh well, I'll just record myself saying something too.