Drunkest you've ever been

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Bawb

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I think now is close to the drunkest I've ever been. this took five minutes to write. To be honet I won't have enough brain to stop myself so I ma as well get lashed

Bawb, I can trace this wanting for abuse back to your childhood i see it all the time. See growing up you had two dads, whereas everyone else you knew had a dad and a mom. This put you in the 'outsider' catagory right off the bat. Some of your earliet memories were bad sounds coming from your parents bedroom. The crack of leather whips and chains echoed through the hall of your mobile home. One day when you braved the nerve to open the door to this room of horror. You opend the door and saw both of you your dads with their mustaches where they didn't belong. Since that moment in your life you have craved abuse, someone that could beat those memories out of your little head. - Dr Von ReefSideRider
 
probably new years eve,... i was so wasted in fernie. walked down the street, feel and re hurt my knee, kinda hurt but not relaly i was too drunk and laughing.. oh and i had a shot of tequila and it tasted really good. then i got some ass. it was a great night

'um. yeah um. uh..woah' -me talking to mike 2 nights ago.
 
a couplr yearz ago with my buddie chadlee we drink three black bull ten percent fortys at some party

REPRESENT 'B.D.E.'

HARDCORES UP IN DIZS PEICE
 
if the drunkest you've ever been means that you're still coherent enought to log on to a computer and actually see what you are typing, much less form a sentence means you haven't ever been that drunk.

dumb rook.

'Whoever designed the streets must have been drunk... I think it was those Irish Guys.'

- Jesse Ventura, Minnesota Governor
 
let's just say when i woke up the next morning, i knew what an excorsim would feel like

Viva la Resistance!

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Hold my girlfriend while I kiss your skis!
 
i ended up in the front yard of the guidance counsillor from school,pissed on here window and woke up by the hedges the next morning,still fucken hammered too,it was great but the hangover was terrible plus i had to go paint a huge fence when i got home,never again,never

 
i was writing quotes from a porno mag on an erasable white board when i was 15...my buddy wrote 'chode' but spelled it wrong, so we laughed, then we tried to erase it and found that he had used a permanent marker and i laughed so hard that i fell over and hit my head on this treasure chest thing and got ko'ed...then i found myself under his pool table, because i got up and hit my head on it again, but this time i pulled through and got more drinks and beer bonged through one of those long annoying horns they have at soccer games and shit, then i watched my friends play drinking games in the corner, where i fell down again and ripped a map off the wall and passed out in the corner...the next morning i woke up on the cold ceramic floor of the washroom covered in puke and some blood, but i couldnt see because i was still wearing my contacts, which had dried into a crust over my eyes...still drunk i went out to my buddies car and got my contact shit and took those my eye crusts off and passed out in a recliner only to awake hours later with the chair toppled over and my legs above my head...which caused the blood to rush to my brain making my good ol' teenage binge headache quite a bit worse...i know ive been drunker, but thats just a good really drunk story i remember.

''Your true colors are showing through, Erich...pink...lots and lots of pink.''
 
okokok i have the best one!

once we were all getting drunk at my mates house and i had a hat on, and then later that night when we got back from town and stuff, we went to bed, i woke up and i couldn't find my hat anywhere, man i was sooo wasted! i like disa peered.

this is a gay thread.

Lagwagon. Is it legal to marry a band?
 
yeah that's pretty gay

most of you guys don't know what drunk is, except for alpentalik, skipimp and yeti and a couple others, I'm not even gonna tell you my stories, you're not worth. Go back to your hard lemonade and your 10% shooters, poofs.

~~Phunkin Phatt Phreerider~~

#Cut the Jibba Jabb Crazy Fools! Start Skiing!#

*Be greatful, everyday, for snow, mountains, gravity and skiing*

@Talent Is Important, But Image Is God!@

 
don't remember very much at all from the night, but it consisted of 3/4 a liter of captains to myself, more beer, a fiji party, and waking up on my friends couch with a extremely horrific hangover that lasted until 10:30ish at night.

 
I shared a 5 litre plastic barrel of wine with my friend last night.

My head is minging today, completely minging after three and a half normal bottles worth of pure diesel.

Hmmmmm veteran...perhaps you should consider seeing someone other than your mother from behimd when you hump her ever night, you fuckwitted 'rook'. I bet you're all 'hardcore' or something. Now get back to school teenager

Bawb, I can trace this wanting for abuse back to your childhood i see it all the time. See growing up you had two dads, whereas everyone else you knew had a dad and a mom. This put you in the 'outsider' catagory right off the bat. Some of your earliet memories were bad sounds coming from your parents bedroom. The crack of leather whips and chains echoed through the hall of your mobile home. One day when you braved the nerve to open the door to this room of horror. You opend the door and saw both of you your dads with their mustaches where they didn't belong. Since that moment in your life you have craved abuse, someone that could beat those memories out of your little head. - Dr Von ReefSideRider
 
the other night was pretty fun, i had 10 - 12 beers and way too much 151. that stuff is pretty hardcore, it was a good time though.

~Jameson~

'So you don't wanna fish sandwich?'

-Leon Phelps
 
I think the pipedreams comp comes pretty close. Still somehow managed to ski down the park run (kinda). I passed out for four hours, and felt good enough to resume drinking. Good times. I still maintain that I don't drink though.

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i passed out on a picnic table in whistler and my friends found me there around 3am. i had to leave for the airport at 5am. by the time they took me back to the hotel it was time to go. i didnt finish packing before i went on my bender and left a whole lot of clothes behind that had to be sent to me later. i didnt get around to taking a shower. puked on the way to the airport, and in those shitty little bags everytime we took off or landed.

 
in whistler last summer i got drunk as an ox and started running around the town, and i ran into this hotel, and ran fucking straight into this guy, i had no idea who it was, and then i looked up and it was tanner hall- i just looked at him, and then kept hauling ass around town, eventually ended up at some club that the guy wouldnt let me into, so i went over to the blackcomb base area, and fucking passed out next to the lift, a mountie ended up waking me up prob an hour later- by now it was only 11, so i went back to my hotel room and drank more and started running my ass off, collapsed on a bench, woke up at god knows when in the morning, went back to my room, collapsed in the bathroom, woke up, got on the bus to the airport and went home

 
all i can say is your all heatbags, damn amercians dont know how to drink. mikes hard and that shit is for woman. drink beer, like here in canada.

not going to waste my stories here.

 
Right Miiiike or whatever

I'm Scottish

We taught you all how to drink.

I visited Canada and went to a wedding with 'some of the local boys'. At the reception they were all aghast as I chinned back glass after glass of wine before I went to the bar and drained a half bottle of whisky (only a blend too, not a single malt). I then started throwing bread rolls and tried to dirty dance with the grooms mother. All the time the hapless north american were laughing politely and muttering 'must be some European tradition' when really all I was doing was getting fucked livid on free booze and behaving badly. And then I went out to a club after called something cowboyish and drank more cheap spirits and had a ruck with some hick in a checked shirt.

Bawb, I can trace this wanting for abuse back to your childhood i see it all the time. See growing up you had two dads, whereas everyone else you knew had a dad and a mom. This put you in the 'outsider' catagory right off the bat. Some of your earliet memories were bad sounds coming from your parents bedroom. The crack of leather whips and chains echoed through the hall of your mobile home. One day when you braved the nerve to open the door to this room of horror. You opend the door and saw both of you your dads with their mustaches where they didn't belong. Since that moment in your life you have craved abuse, someone that could beat those memories out of your little head. - Dr Von ReefSideRider
 
I can't believe I posted this thread.

I must have been drunk or something.

Bawb, I can trace this wanting for abuse back to your childhood i see it all the time. See growing up you had two dads, whereas everyone else you knew had a dad and a mom. This put you in the 'outsider' catagory right off the bat. Some of your earliet memories were bad sounds coming from your parents bedroom. The crack of leather whips and chains echoed through the hall of your mobile home. One day when you braved the nerve to open the door to this room of horror. You opend the door and saw both of you your dads with their mustaches where they didn't belong. Since that moment in your life you have craved abuse, someone that could beat those memories out of your little head. - Dr Von ReefSideRider
 
I can't believe I posted this thread.

I must have been drunk or something.

Bawb, I can trace this wanting for abuse back to your childhood i see it all the time. See growing up you had two dads, whereas everyone else you knew had a dad and a mom. This put you in the 'outsider' catagory right off the bat. Some of your earliet memories were bad sounds coming from your parents bedroom. The crack of leather whips and chains echoed through the hall of your mobile home. One day when you braved the nerve to open the door to this room of horror. You opend the door and saw both of you your dads with their mustaches where they didn't belong. Since that moment in your life you have craved abuse, someone that could beat those memories out of your little head. - Dr Von ReefSideRider
 
i dont drink coolers and shit,its all about beer and the hard stuff,on my drunken night i had 19 shots of tequila in 20 minutes,i dont recommend you do this,i did it on a friday night and i was still hungover when sunday came along

 
And Bawb, I'm pleased to know what you colonised my part of New Zealand and that Dunedin (my city) is 'a piece of Scotland', so yeah, when we get together and wear kilts I know that I inherited the ability to drink. Not like these USA pussies.

~~Phunkin Phatt Phreerider~~

#Cut the Jibba Jabb Crazy Fools! Start Skiing!#

*Be greatful, everyday, for snow, mountains, gravity and skiing*

@Talent Is Important, But Image Is God!@

 
I went on this kayaking trip this summer with all these kids. My freinds had just moved on to college and they were like lets see how many drink this kid can have before hes piss drunk. i had 8 beers and 3 shots in about 45 minutes. we were out side camping on the beach and there was a bonfire and i got up to throw away my cans and i fuckin fell in the fire. that was the most shit faced i have ever been

Shoot to thrill, play to kill

 
i almost got a MIP last weekend for going sledding on a ski resort at 1:00 in the morning, the cops caught us witha couple of beers and a fifth of kesslers. The cops ended up being pretty cool and letting us go and just calling our parents. I got in trouble and shit, but a least i dont have to drive 3hrs to a court hearing for a damn MIP.

 
tim even tho most of these kids are like 10 and prolly do get drunk off like one beer you shouldnt make that assumption. on another note im canadian too nuff said... i love canada

What the hell were they doing with a car on the moon?... havent they gone far enough?
 
'i will out drink any of the fucking yankees on this site. We canadians drink real beer'

i like canadian beer....molson xxx is good stuff....i'm goin up to montreal this weekend, with my school, on their annual ski trip to montreal (actually to tremblant and orford, but we stay in montreal)

a few times that i REMEMBER being super hammered:

1. first, some background info. the first time i got drunk was 3 weeks before i left for college. before that i was a HUGE stoner (still am too), so pot was all i needed. fast forward about 2 months, about halfway into my first semester in college. a buddy of mine and i bought a 750ml bottle of citron. we went shot for shot (we had 9 each by the time the bottle was gone), and the bottle was gone in 15 minutes. damn i was drunk. puked a few times, and passed out at like 10pm. that was when i was a drinking rookie

2. last semester (i'm now a junior), in november, a friend of mine had a party up at her cottage in new hampshire (i go to school in MA). there were two kegs. i brought up my 'drinking cup', aka my 52oz. xtreme gulp from 7-11. i filled that thing up 5 times over the course of the night. also smoked a blunt, which put me over the edge. on the way home, i passed out in the back, and apparently we got pulled over, and i sat up and screamed 'COPS!!!' and then passed out again. my buddy, who was quasi sober, had a roadside sobriety test, passed it somehow, and we were on our way.

good times good times

 
my friend got drunk off of one beer... well i dont know about drunk but he had a good buzz going

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Some of them mount each other, I give them the most food, because butt humping is an exhausting process and they deserve it, they make me smile. -alpentalik
 
On my 19th b-day I drank 24 Moosehead and a tequila shot. Passed out upstairs in my buddies barn, making out with a girl, whom I pushed of the couch later on. Barfed all day the next day. But it was sweet cause my mom had just went to Costco and bought lemonade so I drank lots of it and my vomit tasted like lemons, yummmmmm!

Commander of the Silent Army

Viva La Resistance!

I got so battered last night that I had to send my clients around the corner so I could run behind a tree to be sick. Unfortunately I fell into a snow hole under a pine tree and the impact of falling into an eight foot deep trench made me vomit on myself-love Bawbsy....
 
Then there was the time that I got backstage at the Millencolin concert, by being a coniving little weasel. Free drinks, and an urge to get beasted. Ended up blocking the door to the stage until Millencolin would bump chests with me before they went on stage, hahaha. They did. After the show I dropped a slice of pizza on Queen St. and continued to eat it. Gross. Got in the cab with my friends then flew out of the cab at a light, ran down into a subway tunnel, grabbed a transfer ticket (which would later on help me piece together the night) and hopped on the subway. Passed out..... woke up at the right stop, thank god, got out, was smoking in the bus station, that's a no-no, got on my bus, passed out, woke up cause I was gonna puke, was yealling stop the bus! 'stop the bus' got out, without my backpack, and started yacking, some chick grabbed my backpack and got off with me. It was right in front of my school, Humber college. Got back to rez, and decided at 1am that it would be great if I tried to bounce off my bed and through the wall into my roomates room. Was unsuccessful, however, managed to rip the towel bar off the wall and break my venetian blinds. Then got chased by 'sexcurity' as I had deemed them that night, whipped water bottles down the hall, and got 'wrote up' for being an asshole. Made everyones yearbook as most memorable, a.k.a. most annoying person.... twas a good night.

Commander of the Silent Army

Viva La Resistance!

I got so battered last night that I had to send my clients around the corner so I could run behind a tree to be sick. Unfortunately I fell into a snow hole under a pine tree and the impact of falling into an eight foot deep trench made me vomit on myself-love Bawbsy....
 
naked bowling on league night(around 8 pitchers of Pabst Blue Ribbon), by the way molson xxx is good shit pick it up at the duty free whenever i can and if you think 151 is strong your weak! go try some everclear thats the shit!

Gotta love the midwest
 
hey not all americans are pussies. I can't speak for anyone else, but me and my boys will go up against anyone. my friends jon and glen were passing out at a party at 4 when the UCSC ski club president Dallis got up here. 'C'mon wake up you pussies!! I thought Davis could drink!!' So they decided to get up and within the hour, Dallis was passed out on the floor and blowing bubbles in his own puke. Glen and Jon went back to sleep. There ain't nothin else to do in this town but drink

 
its the same in this town,its gettin pretty bad too,like 11 year olds and shit walking around all tanked or stoned,its terrible,we do the same thing but were way older

 
This thread is gay, yay lets tell people how much we drink!cool man.

Lagwagon. Is it legal to marry a band?
 
no lagwagon, you're cool...STRAIGHT EDGE FOR LIFE! ASK ME FOR A LIGHT AND ME AND MY CREW WILL KICK YOUR ASS! haha

''Your true colors are showing through, Erich...pink...lots and lots of pink.''
 
you canadians say you drink.....you are also fucking stupid, you pay 3 times as much as us americans, so you are retarded, we get drunker than you and for cheaper too

_________________

conversation with a canadian chick:

me: your money is fucking worthless

her: you got something against canadians?

me:no, just their money

her: well, what if i marry a rich american guy?

me: well you will be rich, but since you are canadian the money will become worthless whenever it touches your hands

her:wait a minute...good point

If you think Chewbacca is hairy, wait till you see my wookie
 
Well, it was on new years eve, and i got f*cken pissed drunk.

it was me and a couple of friends hangin out takin shooters in the bar & doin body shoots. then we started walking around drinking some more, fooling around and a couple chicks passed out. then these people call the cops complaining about us making noise. so its me and 3 others we get taken to a drunk tank. the chicks that passed out were taken to the hospital, got there stomache's pumped

and man does the drunk tank suck. we were in there with about 8 other people and when ever someone threw up they would spray us with water. then the next day your parents have to come and sign forums and sh*t.

 
canadians may pay more, but they get more bang for their buck (ie more alcohol)

ps - carrying on the canadians vs us drinking shit is really stupid...it not like the two are separate races or anything, it varies from person to person...to say a canadian can drink more than an american is retarded...overgeneralization is the devil! and so are you.

''Your true colors are showing through, Erich...pink...lots and lots of pink.''
 
Nighttrain if you have ever heard of it... oh god i will never do it again, chug a bottle of nighttrain wine (17.5% aol)in about 7 to 8 secs, i have never been as fucked up... next up will be the 1/5 of jose, wish me luck

.:[Tyler]:.
 
i downed just under a pint of whisky while my mate played a guitar, then he did the same. Then i woke up in a park near my house and kept waking up in different places. Then I was at home throwin up. Then i was sitting at the table with my (not too pleased) parents.....

 
hahaa Jodi, that is sick dude, lol.

~~Phunkin Phatt Phreerider~~

#Cut the Jibba Jabba Crazy Fools! Start Skiing!#

*Be greatful, everyday, for snow, mountains, gravity and skiing*

@Talent Is Important, But Image Is God!@

%Jesus Is My Homeboy%
 
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