tell us your best (or worst!) drunk story!
Posted 11 June 2008 - 12:49 PM
It was my aunt's bday and she and I took a road trip to stay with my parents. We all went to a local sports bar that has a trivia night that my parent's friends run. One of my parent's friends was not that much older than me and he was completely annoying. I think he was interested in me, but didn't know how to act more mature than a 3rd grader. I got insanely pissed so my aunt and I ditched them all and went to a different bar down the street. This is where I went a little off the deep end. Too many drinks to count resulted in too many stumbles back to the sports bar.
When we got back, it's all a blur so parts I remember and parts I'm reminded of every year or so from my parents or aunt. I was so wasted I was taking drinks out of stranger's hands and chugging them before they could take it back. I called a guy my parent's hung out with a "man whore" for no reason. I didn't really even know him. I went off on some girl for wearing a bananna clip. I climbed on top of a table and tried to dance before my dad dragged me down and pulled me out of the bar.
As we were walking outside the bar, I ran up to the window and banged my fists on it shouting "Kyylllllllle." This is one move my aunt likes to mimic every once and awhile. My dad grabbed me by the elbow and dragged me to his truck and had to push me in since I couldn't get in by myself.
I ended up puking all over my mom's white carpet and when she discovered it the next morning I tried to blame it on the cat. LOL Unfortunately, it was blue just like the AMF's I had been drinking prior to me going wild. I guess that's why they are called Adios Mother F**kers.
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Posted 11 June 2008 - 07:49 PM
About 3-4 years ago Brian and I went to his cousin's wedding. This was my first time meeting Brian's extended family. I quite honestly, am not a big fan of weddings, but I LOVE open bars. I hadn't had anything to eat alllllllll day and for some reason thought hitting the open bar and stuffing my face with greasey buffet wedding food would be a good idea. NOPE. After about 12 mixed drinks the whole room started to spin. I stumbled my way to the bathroom which was full of people - mostly guests at another event that was going on in another part of the venue at the same time. Every stall was full. But I couldn't hold in it in. I threw up ALLLLL over the floor of the crowded ladies room (which quickly cleared out after I barfed all over the place). Not only did I vomit, but I vomited chunks of food. Like strings of linguine spewed from my mouth. I got it all over the floor, my shoes and my dress (that my MIL bought me for the wedding). My SIL walked in and goes "Um, Jess, are you ok?!" To which I answered "I think there was something wrong with the food." Haha. yes,in my drunken state I totally tried to deny I was drunk and blame the caterers. I'm an ass I managed to somewhat clean myself up.
Yeah, great first impression I made on Brian's family. Lucky for me the grooms father was also SMASHED and made a really embarassing toast so that pretty much became the talk of the wedding and I was able to slide under the radar despite having the distinct smell of barf on me for the rest of the night.
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