Whats the worst state you were in after drinks?

Subtle Troll

I have a sore head, I dropped my hat in the toilet and its soaked, I puked in a bag for life and left it in the sink, I am naked, my pants are all pissy because I had some trouble at the urinal last night so I smell also of the wee.


What about you, can you be a classy guy too?

Links234

you call yourself subtle?

Gerard.C

The worst state i was in after drink was Texas

















loool

Subtle Troll

Links234 wrote: »

you call yourself subtle?

I am not super man either.

bigwormbundoran

Went home, fell asleep in me brothers bed (inspired choice), filled it with sick, he came in, after a split shift in work and put me into me own bed.
He then went about the business of cleaning it up, and as he was coming back up the stairs with new bedclothes, i was standing over the bed it pissing into it, good times.

DazMarz

Several possible candidates:

-Night Leinster beat Munster in the Heineken Cup; wandering around the smoking area of the club/bar I was in, Leinster jersey on, pint in each hand, shouting "LEIN-STAH, LEIN-STAH" at anyone who cared to listen. Didn't get back into club, but got into bar. Stayed until 2:30, stumbled to taxi while shoving a burger into my gob. Last thing I remember before waking up the following morning in bed, feeling like I'd been hit by a bus.

-Pre-debs night; got bored in the place we were and the drink was way too overpriced, so went next door to a quiet bar and ordered 5 Jack Daniel's. 1-2-3-4-5... down the hatch one after the other. Into taxi and off to another pub where a game of poker was on; by the time I got there it was full-on putting your hand on the wall to stop the room spinning. Lost €250 in 5 minutes, clawed back to win €500 and puked up several times in the toilets.

-St. Patrick's Day 2008... a day that will live in infamy (for me anyway). Was absolutely shockingly locked the night before and was so hungover that day I puked into several flowerbeds on my way to town for the parade.

-The night Chelsea won the Premier League 2010; in London for it, was at the game (8-0, come to daddy)... Don't remember much after that. Thought I had to send reports via email tho, so had to go back to hotel early. Then discovered no wi-fi... so back out and found a nice pub somewhere and stayed until the wee small hours... Dying on the flight home.

-Christmas Eve 2005; "My Nightmare Before Christmas". In the pub with a mate, absolutely hopping off the Bulmers. Polished off an unmerciful amount. Grand until someone sent me a shot of sambuca. That finished me. The hangover from that didn't shift all day on Christmas Eve. I was in work from 9am until 8pm that day, and the hangover stayed with me until 6pm. I was fúcked...

winston82

Subtle Troll wrote: »

I have a sore head, I dropped my hat in the toilet and its soaked, I puked in a bag for life and left it in the sink, I am naked, my pants are all pissy because I had some trouble at the urinal last night so I smell also of the wee.


What about you, can you be a classy guy too?

WTF are you doin wearing a hat out? Are you a quilt?

phasers

I got a ladder in my tights while climbing out of a taxi, worst night of my life.

karlog

phasers wrote: »

I got a ladder in my tights while climbing out of a taxi, worst night of my life.

A what?

Gi joe!

Halloween few years back. Received a nice dose of alcohol poisoning from two naggins and a few cans. Was only about 16.

Dry retching every 2 minutes for the ENTIRE NIGHT.

By the end of it I was literally bawling my eyes out from the pain.

Not my finest moment.

phasers

karlog wrote: »

A what?

http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2008/12/10/article-1093521-02C2663C000005DC-414_468x672.jpg

Subtle Troll

winston82 wrote: »

WTF are you doin wearing a hat out? Are you a quilt?

Yes, I am a quilt, I am typing with my quilty appendages.

dr.bollocko

karlog wrote: »

A what?

A stairway to heaven.
/Grudgingly admits good username choice from OP.
I woke up with a broken jaw and a hole in my cheek.
Face met Rock from a high fence.
Rock gets a capital letter cos it won.

chin_grin

Subtle Troll wrote: »

Yes, I am a quilt, I am typing with my quilty appendages.

Now I definitely KNOW I'm not "hip and down with the kids lingo". The only quilt I know is that which covers a bed.

What is this new context?

alwaysadub

Oh it was after my leaving do in a job a few years back. I was drinking anyway and everythin,most of it paid for by the company so it was doubles all the way. I remember the 1st hour,then after that it's a total blank. Thought i'd lost the cheque and gift i was given,i'd given it to someone to mind, lucky he was honest and gave them back! Was told me and my boss got cosy and we were all thrown out of the pub and barred, but i think they were just making stuff up... I was dying for 3 or 4 days after.
Good times!

ya-ba-da-ba-doo

Here's a text i got the thursday morning off a mate....


"saw you wanderin around harcourt street last nite dont kno if ya remember...ya fell over 5 times in less than 3 mins, grabbed on to every girl that walked past shoutin 'hey babes', and tried to hop into the queue for D2 but couldnt get your leg over the barrier then got stuck and the bouncer fúcked ya out of it onto the ground"

karlog

phasers wrote: »

http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2008/12/10/article-1093521-02C2663C000005DC-414_468x672.jpg

Oh i see. You must of been some drunken mess to allow that to happen:rolleyes:

phasers

karlog wrote: »

Oh i see. You must of been some drunken mess to allow that to happen:rolleyes:

Sigh

RockinRolla

Last night.

We entered that dreaded dark place where the most idiotic things just made perfect sense bringing exact balance to the Universe.

Asphyxia

The night of my boyfriend's mother's birthday, I ended up sitting in the bathroom floor of the pub puking up in the bathroom while his mother held back my hair. Embarrassing is not the word.

Still funny though thinking back

karlog

phasers wrote: »

Sigh

Can you blame me for taking you seriously.

Where was the ':rolleyes:' sign

Subtle Troll

chin_grin wrote: »

Now I definitely KNOW I'm not "hip and down with the kids lingo". The only quilt I know is that which covers a bed.

What is this new context?

Haven't a ****ing clue chin_grin, yerman is in an insane asylum probably got out of his cell onto the warden laptop to look for porn, but only the guest account had no password and the warden has a child protection suite so the kids can use it so yerman couldn't get on the porn so he came on here and called me a quilt instead.

seensensee

Gashed head, blood pumping from a fall while legless.

blue label blues, much puking.

Spent a night in the cells, received facial bruising from the good boys and a hefty fine from his lordship.

" And it's no way never . . . . No way never no moooore...."

chin_grin

Subtle Troll wrote: »

Haven't a ****ing clue chin_grin, yerman is in an insane asylum probably got out of his cell onto the warden laptop to look for porn, but only the guest account had no password and the warden has a child protection suite so the kids can use it so yerman couldn't get on the porn so he came on here and called me a quilt instead.

Kids today eh? Lil rapscallions them. With their getting up to Lordknowswhat, with youknowwho and HIM. Yes HIM. Oh be still my beating fists. Kids today.

Subtle Troll

chin_grin wrote: »

Kids today eh? Lil rapscallions them. With their getting up to Lordknowswhat, with youknowwho and HIM. Yes HIM. Oh be still my beating fists. Kids today.

There were kids yesterday too. What I want though is to know what this loopy loo was on about calling me a quilt, i just learned what a hipster was the other day but fashion moves too quick see.

maybe the quilt is the new low cut mans frilly vest.

Mushy

Probably the day I met Jack Daniels. Started at 3 o clock for the Manchester derby, struggled beyond half time. Slept in mates hedge, puked all over his back garden, passed out for hours in his, back in own bed by 9:D

Millicent

Too many to list... I'd say the trip to the hospital was right up there. This is why I stopped drinking! :pac: If you're a messy drunk, don't drink people!

Tender Hoop

rehab

DOC09UNAM

dr.bollocko wrote: »

A stairway to heaven.
/Grudgingly admits good username choice from OP.
I woke up with a broken jaw and a hole in my cheek.
Face met Rock from a high fence.
Rock gets a capital letter cos it won.

better than waking up the other way round.

Agricola

One once drank alittle too much egg nog at Mawmaw's christmas shindig, and regurgitated into one's hand.

Lux23

I fell and chipped my tailbone back in July and then I broke a bone in my foot two weeks ago. So I am gradually coming to the conclusion that I may need to slow down a bit.

pq0n1ct4ve8zf5

Hmmm

Oxegen when I was 16: Had some Jack Daniels, some Jager (which I've since discovered I'm allergic to), one glass, no mixer, and no drinking experience to speak of so I figured they'd serve as mixers to each other Lasted about an hour or two, vague recollection of wandering off to my tent, woke up at 6am to my friend kicking me asking me what the **** I was doing sleeping under the tent. I told her to feck off, I was in the fecking tent, stop kicking me. Turns out she was right. Bit scary looking back at that, 16 years old, passed out pretty much just outside, with a load of drunken oxegen people wandering around me, anything could have happened to me.

My leaving Cert Graduation mass: started drinking too early, hadn't had anything to eat, bored so I was drinking quickly. Anyway, fell over, split my chin open, had to be driven home by my English teacher (it was still bright outside at this point). Stole my English teacher's torch thinking it was my handbag, then got inside and roared the head off my parents (my thinking being that if I was really angry and upset, they couldn't get angry, but I overshot it considerably). Called my sister by the wrong name all night, crawled around the house roaring my head off if my parents tried to come near me, cried about world hunger and pediatric AIDS, and eventually passed out after a lot of puking. Woke up the next morning, remembered bits but thought "no, surely not, that must have been a dream", then went into the bathroom and realised I was covered in blood (I wouldn't let my parents near me to take care of my split-open chin). To top matters off, my dad insisted in taking me to hospital incase I'd hurt my head badly falling over (oooh my head was hurting alright), and there'd been a fight at a traveller wedding which kicked off again when they brought both sides to the same A&E, so I spent 12 hours in Galway hospital listening to a nurse walking around going "Princess McCarthy? Is Princess McCarthy here" etc, and then got sent home with some fecking paper stitches.

Embarassingly recently: Had no dinner, bottle of wine at home, so heading out planned to take it handy, but then some stranger bought me shots. Not wanting to appear ungrateful (or waste alcohol), I accepted, then knew I had to get home quickly. My friend took me back in a taxi and left me at the door, I spent an hour in the sitting room with my two (sober, straight, female) housemates, covered in chips, on the floor with my dress around my waist going "look at my ass! Look at my ass!" then puked on the stairs when one of them was putting me to bed, and after she finally got me there cuddled up under the quilt muttering "dark, darky dark dark dark" when she turned off the light (all this during a complete black out, I remember nothing after the taxi).

tl;dr-I'm a drunken mess

elchupanebrey

Two years ago in teneriffe. I got a little too into their two beers two shots for five euro offer in all the bars.
Cue sitting on the wall on the way into a club puking my ring up as the crowds sailed by.
Oh the horrors.:pac:

PeterIanStaker

My most recent birthday, I started drinking at about 11am and went to bed at half 8 that evening, (because I'd work the next day)

I then got a call from other friends in town, so I hopped out of bed, went into town and kept going til about 3.

In work the next day and I felt like I'd been skullfucked by an angry horse.

I've had as bad or worse in the past, thats just the most recent.

cailinalainn1

Lux23 wrote: »

I fell and chipped my tailbone back in July.

Me too! Horribly painful experience... Not a nice journey to the hospital!

sallystar

Lux23 wrote: »

I fell and chipped my tailbone back in July and then I broke a bone in my foot two weeks ago. So I am gradually coming to the conclusion that I may need to slow down a bit.

Ditto with the tailbone bit, had to bring a cushion everywhere with me for about 2 months, it was agony!
Worst ever though is a few years ago at Feile in Cork not being able to wee for about 36 hrs after drinking so much, thats getting into renal failure territory:(

winston82

chin_grin wrote: »

Now I definitely KNOW I'm not "hip and down with the kids lingo". The only quilt I know is that which covers a bed.

What is this new context?

A quilt = @ 1.12 in and on the right

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lVmmYMwFj1I&feature=player_embedded#!

Princess Peach

The morning after the night of 7 Aftershocks

Puking blue all day.

Wez

Junior cert night = 700ml of whiskey and litre of gin.. Good night!

Day or two after gradutation one of the lads birthdays, had to knock back 6 cans in half an hour and kinda kept going when we got to the club.. The bouncers woke me up in a cubicle after the place was closed, I was asleep on the floor! Propped me up by the road and threw me in a taxi, must have been raped on the taxi fare home that night..

Few other nights where I literally hadn't a clue how I woke up in my own bed too, covered in blood nearly everytime!

Few too many of those "looking in the bathroom mirror the next morning" wondering how that shiner/cut happened, then trying to find an explanation for the rents downstairs.. Worst was explaining why I needed to stitch my knuckles back together.

Ah memories..

Biggins

Two answers.

In hospital for a week due to being drugged in drink.
and
In a state I wasn't supposed to be in legally.

kano476

1. half a bottle of whiskey, couldnt get in the door so had a poo in the back garden and passed out in my own vomit outside the door.
2. recently on golf society trip to glasson - went out in athlone had a row with a bouncer, threw drink at a hen party, spent the taxi journey back to glasson hotel sitting on the floor of the minibus abusing the driver, verbally abused the society captain then had to be carried to bed, ended up sleeping in the toilet of the room with my head under the sink and feet up on the toilet wearing only me boxers.
3. pulled my pants down on 2 separate occasions in front of the gardai. arrested both times. not good.

not exactly subtle with drink taken... grand up to a point then it all goes wrong!

And people think Irish have a drinking problem

problemchimp

Puked on Robbie Fowlers lap and got a few slaps from the bouncers in the moat house hotel in Liverpool.Fell back to my poxy guest house with a kebab, took a bite and woke up next morning with the bite of kebab still in my mouth unchewed. puked again and still get slagged after all these years. Any ladies out there wanna come for a drink?

kano476

problemchimp wrote: »

Puked on Robbie Fowlers lap

fantastic.

Knifey Spoony

Probably my friend's 20th last year. There was only 4 of us in the house but had enough alcohol for at least 20 people, but we took that as a challenge. We started early and the night was going grand until me and another guy decided it would be a good idea go out and get Jager. That stuff hit me fast, got the spins, didn't know what was going on. Went out side for some air, where I very told by my friend the next morning that I was messing around with phone, stopped looked him dead in the face and shouted "I need to txt someone, but I can't see the fucking buttons!". It wasn't long before I was upstairs getting sick in his bath and saying that I'll just walk home. I was saying this with my head against the side of the bath and the rest of me spread across the bathroom floor, not being able to get up.

I am to this day greatful they didn't let me walk home and layed me on the couch where I promptly passed out. But, since that night I can't touch Jager, even the smell of it makes me feel sick.

amdublin

Millicent wrote: »

If you're a messy drunk, don't drink people!

Is that a shot or a cocktail?

ashblag

Couldn't get a taxi home one night, I was flaming.
so decided to go into the town cop shop and ask for a lift home:D Too dangerous for a girl to be walking home on her own!
One obliged and seemed quite amuzed at my whitty drunken banter.

Morfitied the next day though. The whole estate talking about me.

Stercus Accidit

problemchimp wrote: »

Puked on Robbie Fowlers lap and got a few slaps from the bouncers in the moat house hotel in Liverpool.Fell back to my poxy guest house with a kebab, took a bite and woke up next morning with the bite of kebab still in my mouth unchewed. puked again and still get slagged after all these years. Any ladies out there wanna come for a drink?

I genuinely lol'd at that!

scientific1982

Projectile puke and stomach cramps for a week. Not fun.

Littlegirllost

was so drunk i fell down a flight of stairs through a glass door, not my best moment, couldn't remember a thing afterwards. Mother of all hangovers

ivanalolipop

at a friends party got extremely drunk spent most of the time in the toilet throwing up. i fell ontop of a glass and smashed it! was sorta hard to explain the ring shaped bruise on my leg to people at my swimming class! haha! but i still managed to score after that! but then the next day my friends dad had to stop the car multiple times for me to puke.

night before paddys we all went to the pub i downed a bottle of wine and about 3 double vodkas! i compleatly blacked out! last thing i remember was climing over a fence into the park! then i wake up the next day in my friends jeep with dryed blood on my face with the biggest gash on my forehead! everyone then told me that the night before i came out as a lesbian and told them that i was in love with my best friend!!! i even rang her to tell her i wanted to **** her! they also told me how i went to pee behinde a tree but i fell over and just lay there laughing with my trousers around my ankles!