Worst drunken moment?!?!

Nalz · 30-01-2006 07:09PM

Fighting Irish wrote:

sure why not? going out for my birthday Sat week, if your out gimme a shout

I'll be out, got class reunion that weekend too so see ya there mon

- bo - · 30-01-2006 07:34PM

- graduation night, came home and apparently i went to take a píss in me sitting room, across the fireplace, but had to be brought outside to the front garden to do so. i píssed on me socks out there.

- on holidays, i got locked with me mate and had to walk home from the pub with all me family, including both parents and both grandparents. fell over at least 6-7 times even though the place was only 5 mins walk down the road. then woke up the next morning and felt something hard down me t-shirt, scraping me chest. it was vomit.

- at oxegen, the lads i was hanging around with put little balls of chocolate in me tent and told me it was rabbit shít. of course, me being out of me tree, believed them. i went aroud the campsite asking everyone if they'd seen anyone throw rabbit shít in our tent, or even if they'd seen any rabbits around the campsite.

i've got more but that's all i'm posting...

LegacyUser · 30-01-2006 07:35PM

These days I don't tend to get so drunk I fall over, although I have had my moments, they are few and far between.

When I was a bit younger , 17/18, I used to get disgracefully drunk, to the point of literally not being able to function. Not being able to talk, or even stand up right, I was a disaster.
Thank God that phase didn't last too long. One night I was so completely wasted that I have flash backs of some guy trying to kiss me, and me barely being able to open my eyes to see him, he was literally holding me up against a wall.

Its fair to say I am actually ashamed of the state I used to get into. I was too young, and totally irresponsible when it came to alcohol consumption.

The scary thing is, most o my friends used to get into the same state as me, it just seemed to be the 'thing' to do. Fcuking ridiculous carry on, we were all very lucky that not nothing REALLY bad ever happened to us.

The even scarier thing is, my sister is 18 now and has actually been dumped in our porch by passers by who found her lying in the street outside our house.

Terrifying stuff!

Bartronilic · 04-02-2006 10:22PM

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starn · 04-02-2006 10:31PM

A couple of years ago I was a christmass party in the Russel Court.I wasnt living in town at the time so I booked a in the hotel. I was training pretty hard at the time so got hammered pretty quickly and hit the hay at about 0100. I should point out at this time I sleep, or at least at the time anyway slept naked. I work up at 0430 desperate for a drink. So I got up out of my bed and went straight down to the bar. Buck naked. I ended up getting lost in the hotel for the best part of a hour before I found the bar. I was there about 10 minutes before the night porter fun me, made me put my clothes on and thru me out of the Russel Courth. Without either my shoes or wallet

Naos · 04-02-2006 10:54PM

Hadn't seen my mates in a few months(been away), met up in Gran Canaria.
We went to a foam party, 40e in, free drink... Due to fact I'd been living in Spain and the Spanish cant drink like the Irish, I subsequently got locked, attempting to 'keep up' with the lads..

Result: Me sitting on a wall, while kissing some girl, who then takes a running jump at me, I fall off wall and hit my head. Next morning woke up minus a t-shirt and minus a bank pin. Had to ring home and get a new one sent..

nlgbbbblth · 05-02-2006 01:59AM

Two particular occasions stand out

May 1990
Just finished my first year in college exams (Waterford RTC). Went home to my parents house in New Ross to shower and change and got a lift back to the pub in Waterford at around 8pm. Had drunk 13 pints of Guinness by 11pm - at which stage we had adjourned to the Bridge Hotel. By 11.10pm I had collapsed in the toilets and was thrown out onto the street by bouncers.

The next three hours were spent lying on the footpath. The Gardai stopped to ask me questions on two separate occasions. Eventually an acquaintance came out of the hotel and brought me to a party where I lay down on the kitchen lino and slept until morning.

I thumbed back home in ripped clothes, missing jacket while stinking of beer and cigarettes and was picked up by my father who happened to have been playing a game of golf in Waterford early that morning.

I didn't touch a drink for six months after that.

April 1992.
A friend's 21st. We had use of another friend's grandmother's house (she was no longer living there) as a place to hang out and get wasted. Black Russians were the drink of choice and I consumed 11. I made it upstairs to one of the bedrooms where I puked twice. On either side of the bed.

A couple of hours later two of the other guys decided to carry/drag me back to their house to crash. This was a 10 minute walk away. We got there in the end and I was put into a bed in the basement in which I puked into a pillowcase which I then turned inside out and slept on. Even though it was a double bed with two pillows.

I learned the following day that Peter (the guy whose grandmother owned the house we had the 21st in) had walked in my vomit in his bare feet. He wasn't pleased.

slightlycrazy · 05-02-2006 02:57AM

Worst moment would have to be walking from the border of donegal into leitrim and then almost across the border of sligo.

Oh and I suppose the following evening when i fell in the garden and couldn't get up because i kept slipping in the mud.

Ha ha ah me so silly hehahsasbha

MiniMetro · 05-02-2006 03:39AM

So many stories. Used to drink a hell of a lot from about 4th year school till about 1st year college. Cut down a little for a few years but getting back to my old ways. Blackouts are a weekly event, even if not too pissed, alcohol seems to just erase my short-term memory. Some "highlights":

Bottle of Vodka + half bottle of vodka + walk home + jumping on cars + phonebox vandalism + gardai + telling co-arrestee to "Just deny everything"(probably should have checked to make sure there was no ban-garda behind us) = night in the cells (only 17, Jurassic Park!!!)

Bottle and a half of vodka + large group of drunken mates + huge amount of vandalism + getting left behind + broken traffic lights + broken bus shelter + crooked cops + falling over while getting strip searched = 2 court appearances + €1500
Garda: " He's in that room over there Mrs.X, he has a fair bit of drink on him"
Mum: " I think there must be some mistake, my son doesn't drink"
Garda: " No its definitely him"
Mum: " Let me in there I'll kill him"
Garda: " Its not much use at the moment, he fell asleep while we were questioning him"

End of exams + early start drinking + continuing on + getting kicked out of the student bar + falling asleep in a flower bed somewhere + telling the Gardai to "Go **** themselves, and mind their own business" when they were trying to help me = another night in the cells

Prague + approx 20 absinthes + approx 20 vodkas + deciding to go explore the insides of a hotel + angry security guard + punching = double sore head the next morning

the list goes on. Luckily the police haven't been involved for a while.

Yazamalainia · 06-02-2006 07:57PM

was at an 18th last summer across dublin ages away from where i live, ended up playing strip twister...as ya do when everyone starts drinking, everything goes a bit blurry around 8 oclock then the only memory i have from then onwards was standing somewhere laughing at a scarf..

i woke up the next morning wearing 7 peoples clothes, in a house 10 minutes away holding an encyclopedia and i never saw the underwear i started out wearing that nite again...and they had anchors on them and everything!:eek:

Yazamalainia · 06-02-2006 07:59PM

ok so it wasnt that bad but damnit thay were the coolest underwear ever!!

fireblade1 · 06-02-2006 08:39PM

this happened to a friend
she was out for the night had alot to drink the usual story
at the end of the night she rang a taxi got in and told him the address
he brought her home but wouldn't take any money off her but she kept insisting so eventually he did
she went insde locked the door and went to bed
she found out the next day that she had called her dad sat in the back of the car and gave him their address then tried to pay him for the trip and then proceeded to lock him out of the house ( he had to wake up her mum to let him in ) i thought it was excellent story

senordingdong · 06-02-2006 08:55PM

fireblade1 wrote:

this happened to a friend
she was out for the night had alot to drink the usual story
at the end of the night she rang a taxi got in and told him the address
he brought her home but wouldn't take any money off her but she kept insisting so eventually he did
she went insde locked the door and went to bed
she found out the next day that she had called her dad sat in the back of the car and gave him their address then tried to pay him for the trip and then proceeded to lock him out of the house ( he had to wake up her mum to let him in ) i thought it was excellent story

Mastercard have nothing on her!

seamus · 06-02-2006 09:14PM

No, I can't say I've ever done anything crazy while drunk solo. Only thing that springs to mind is breaking into a building site at the top of Harcourt street (across the road from the Luas Station). Well, actually a mate threw me against the steel mesh fence, and it just fell over. Cue ten minutes of us trying to get a mini crane started up. We're probably better off that we couldn't :eek:

Cousin of mine came home hammered one night, went to bed, got up, took his car out for a joyride and totalled it. When he got up the next day he reported it stolen :rolleyes: :mad:

pcwares · 06-02-2006 09:42PM

paddy aylward from south kilkenny walked home from town to castleknock one night in the horrors. Got to finglas. Fck knows how and walked into a halting site on route. A few lads were around a barrell of fire warming themselves. One politely asked him for his mobile and inquired was he lost and looking for a lift.

Paddy nodded and handed over the phone. The lad pointed at a caravan and said to wake the occupant who was a monstrous man laid out on a bed. Paddy squeesed his toe to wake him. It didnt wake him so he shook him a bit. He got up, looked at paddy and roared what the fk did he want. Of course paddy being the polite country chap that he is said would he mind giving him a lift home and the dude said give me a fiver for diesel and ill run you home. Fkin sound.

Paddy got his phone back to ring me in the house to be ready with the cash because he sobered up in a hiace about 5 lads in the back who wanted the spin to castleknock and this block of a chap driving. I met him at the gate with a tenner and he was a little white.

lucky lucky ... came to mind. Then again people always surprise.

wares

rainbow kirby · 06-02-2006 10:48PM

Probably the worst was a work night out just over 2 years ago. We were drinking in the Abberley Court hotel in Tallaght, warming up to go to the Playhouse. Anyways, we weren't let into the Playhouse, because one of the bouncers thought the guys were trouble. So we went up to Level 4, the craptastic club in the Abberley Court. We were already quite drunk at this point... and Kirby had quite a lot more to drink when she got in there. Anyways, I got talking to one of the guys who was there, who I was convinced was gay up until then... Until he decided to score me (he was heinously ugly!)... After a couple of minutes, there was a sudden realisation of What The Hell Just Stuck Its Tongue Down My Throat... and I needed to puke pretty much straight away. So I made a run for the ladies... never made it. Ended up puking on the carpet. Spent the next 20 minutes in the ladies puking my ring up. Not good.
Then I got thrown into a taxi with the others... on the short run from there to Firhouse, I had to stop the taxi to puke out the door twice.
*blushes*

Gator · 07-02-2006 12:15AM

Hmmm...a lot spring to mind but the one that stands out was robbing an o briens sandwich bar sign and being woken up by the screams of my mother at the bottom of the stairs where I had left it on display for all to see todays specials...

Esel · 07-02-2006 03:08AM

sillysausage wrote:

... One night I was so completely wasted that I have flash backs of some guy trying to kiss me..

... most o my friends used to get into the same state as me... we were all very lucky that not nothing REALLY bad ever happened to us....

You hope. Remember that Sunday when your ass was really sore after that curry - except there was no curry? :eek:

sunzz · 07-02-2006 03:47AM

Nothing to drmatic, just a few times where I apprently ran after taxi's and puking all around me and whatnot.

bounty_hunter · 07-02-2006 04:20AM

Not necessarily the stupidest thing I've done, but definitely the worst memory (or lack thereof).

At a mate's party a couple of years ago I got so drunk that I curled up in a little ball and passed out on her patio outside. After it became apparent that people would continue to trample all over me if I was left there, I was moved by another mate into the living and draped over the sofa, where I remained unconscious for the best part of five hours.

During that time I was fondled by a similarly intoxicated acquaintance (which I was completely oblivious to at the time), shrieked random obscenities at unwary passers-by and had a horrific nightmare which resulted in me bawling like a baby in front of the entire congregation of party-goers.

I had absolutely no recollection of any of this afterwards, aside from the nightmare bit, because I woke up with tragic tears rolling down my face and a selection of bemused faces focused in my direction.

senordingdong · 08-02-2006 01:26AM

That's not funny, not at all.

bounty_hunter · 08-02-2006 02:17AM

senordingdong wrote:

That's not funny, not at all.

Do you honestly think it was intended to be? Have some sense, really. It was a warning to others of the horrible things that can happen if you engage in such twattery as irresponsible drinking.

Bstatic · 08-02-2006 02:29AM

Well I have a few tales of excess but they're all the same. Go to the pub, get wasted really fast and do stupid things subsequently. Nothing really stupid or embarassing but bad enough.

For a spell there a while ago there's this one thing I used to do... when being dropped home by the taxi after a night out, I would pay the driver and stumble out then creep round the back of the taxi and climb up on the towbar of the taxi so that I was in a hunkers position hanging onto the back. The driver couldn't see me so proceeds to drive off (I've done this with both mini-buses and cars), then I become aware of the huge speed at which we're going and jump off. Luckily I haven't been seriously hurt but one night I cracked my knees off the road so bad that I thought "no more of that!". The only reason I ever did that was to show off, quite stupid.

Another time after a night out Carlow, me and my mates were pissed and wandering around waiting for a taxi. We settled down at a video shop called "j.c video" which is where some of the taxis going in my direction would stop. Anyway a mini bus pulled up and there was a big scramble to get to the door and I was just about first there with loads of people around me, I tried to the slide open the door, my arm slipped and I pulled on this poor girl in the face with my elbow. I looked at her and she was bleeding from the mouth and then I looked around me and was surrounded by a bunch of lads, then the gravity of what may ensue hit me and I was terrified!. Tried to explain that it was an accident but the girl I hit was crying and freaking out. There was a bit of a scuffle and I legged it down the road followed by my friends where to our luck was a taxi that took us the hell out of there. I can remember giving the finger out of the window to the guys chasing us as we pulled away.

But I look back now and laugh!

Esel · 08-02-2006 03:02AM

Bstatic wrote:

.. I would pay the driver and stumble out then creep round the back of the taxi and climb up on the towbar of the taxi so that I was in a hunkers position hanging onto the back...

Oh to be in the bog, where every taxi has a tow-bar. :rolleyes:

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