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Have you ever been really inappropriately drunk?

griffdaddy

I'm not talking about being totally wasted or quantity of drink taken, i'm taking about time and situation wise here. For example, for my 20th birthday i was out in Dublin, then me and a mate had a litre of vodka on the Luas before getting a taxi home to where we'd stashed some cans. it must've been about 8.15 am at this stage, and we were still drinking heavily. anyway, we wandered down to the shops to get some munch, and we ran into our 6th class primary school teacher on his way to work. He started chatting to us and we were holding it down pretty well, telling him we were on our way to college and it was a lovely morning etc. Then he asked my mate what he does in college, and he couldn't hold it together anymore, he started laughing and says 'I gets on trains and gets off trains in college' (wtf?) and at the same a can of beer fell out of his pocket and burst on the ground, in the middle of the morning hustle and bustle. I've never felt so ashamed or embarrassed at being drunk in my life, everyone staring at us and the teacher was mortified as well.
So, anyone got any similar stories when you shouldn't have been, but were drunk? school, mass etc. There must be some good ones!

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Mr. CooL ICE

Somehow got roped into representing my school on a pilgrimage to Lourdes (was 16 at the time). On the second day, myself and a bunch of random lads decided to explore the town, as we had time off, so found a pub, and had a few beers. This was my first time drinking, and was absolutely hammered after 3 bottles of Desperados.

Stumbled back to the hotel and got some dinner, then had to report to the hospital where we were to wheelchair some invalids to some big ceremony thing. It was fun until we had to stand around while some big holy guy in a big white robe rambled on about stuff for 2 hours.

Sea Sharp

Way back in secendary school, we had to go into the RDS for some sort of careers day. Needless to say we went to the pub around 1 o'clock. After mixing 2 guinness and 3 budweiser I subsequently needed to puke.
I failed to make it to the toilet and instead threw up right in front of a few tables who were sitting down to a lovely meal.:)

rain on

On my leaving cert results night I got completely hammered and started shouting and rolling around with my trousers down on my friend's living room floor in front of all his flatmates, which would've been fine if they hadn't all been strict non drinkers. Not so good.

Was drunk in one of my leaving cert exams too. And meeting Micheal Martin at my grandfather's book launch a few months ago. I was going to put a copy of the book in my ma's car for safekeeping and just remember staggering across the lawn with the car keys clinking against my glass of wine, and then dropping them, and giggling while failing to unlock the car, while a whole heap of my cousins watched me in silence. I managed to hold it together for Micheal Martin though. I think.

A racy brainrot

Just two weeks ago I went out with my new housemates. It was a sunday night, so town was very quiet. We went dancing, and we were the only ones on the floor. But i kept knocking back Jack D all night and then advanced onto whatever shots came into my head. So they left a little before closing, but i stayed until I had no money left. I bummed a lift off these two guys, well i just jumped into the car. Nice of them to drop me home. But then it all started happening.
I live with polish people. As sound as they come. But I went to the wrong house when I got to the estate, and it just so happened that polish people lived in the random house that I started knocking on. They wouldn't let me in to their house, naturally, so I started roaring, "I hate polish people". I kept shouting it. It must have been four, near five in the morning. All the neighbours came out. One of them called the landlord eventually. But I was all distressed and was running in search of my house. I fell FLAT on my face. My face was all blood. I woke up with a lot of bruises.
My housemates didn't talk to me for a week and a half. I was so embarrassed. We finally sorted it out last monday.

Learnt not to mix drinks. Last time I didn't take it in fully.

l3LoWnA

Was at a work conference and had sneaked off the the local "early house" in the morning after the residents bar closed. Headed back to the hotel after many hot whiskeys to greet all my fresh-faced and well-rested colleagues at reception checking out

Went to work straight from a house-party after having no sleep and still well under the influence, needless to say, boss sent me home, well I say home, I went to the nearest pub for a settler

Found myself on the top of a mountain with a pint in lámh one day. It was quite enjoyable up there, the view was amazing but the pint was warm and flat

I'd walked the whole way up from the pub (where we could see the mountain from the window) with the pint in my hand)

There are worse stories, I spent alot of my life being "inappropriatey" drunk! It's not good.

("spent" being history, thank god)

Jackz

Having a crappy day in college so left and went to the pub with a few lads, Cheltenham was on and we were winning and drinking our asses off. Got chating and drinking with this girl. We decided it was a great ideae to go to the cinema. I was woken by the staff cinema totally empty and the film long over.

Dord

Yes, many many many times.

The Real B-man

Yes.

Senna

16yr old, working in a hotel on st. Stephens night, the hotel was closed, but they opened the disco. All us floor staff headed to one of the closed bars and started knocking back shots. They rest of them only had a couple, but i kept coming back every 15 minutes for another shot.
Once the disco was over i was completely legless. so i sat down in reception and fell asleep, someone woke me up about 3am when they were going home and i proceeded to puke all over the nice carpet, with the bar manager watching me.
No idea how i got home, slept till about 6pm the next day and the manager never said a word about it after.

MizzLolly

Hmmm.... wasn't gona share this story coz I'm utterly ashamed of it but here it goes...

A few months back, about a month after my 18th I went out with my friend and her bf. (that was my first mistake... never go out with a couple) I had just been dumped after a very bad relationship (lying, cheating etc..ON HIS PART) But anyway I got all dressed up, pretended to be fine and had a few drinks. It's kinda weird coz I usually don't get drunk very easily but last thing I remember is this guy trying to dance with me ... and vaguely remember something about drinks... anyway apparently, I just flipped. I got all weak and couldn't really talk properly. I started crying HYSTERICALLY (so embarassing) and pushing this fella away (though evry few mins I'd say how nice he was and how he said I'm real pretty Blah Blah etc...) Yeah I know this is a pathetic story. Anyway I'm not sure what the bouncers were thinking but they came over and grabbed the guy and threw him out. I had to be taken home. I couldn't even stand by myself...

I wish I could remember more but all I can recall is this guy saying "come on back to my place and I'll drive u home in the morning" and I was crying and saying no... Next thing I was outside and the security were tellin my friends to get me home and into bed... It's soooo embarrassing... And I really dunno how it happened. I'm never ever affected by that lil to drink. And even when I have been drunk I've never been in a state where I cant speak or move properly!!

Shameful story... I know... I'll never drink again when I'm in a bad emotional state.. also NEVER go out with a couple having just been dumped.. they were off dancing together when all this happened.
The REALLY shameful part is it all happened before 5pm and when I got home around 6 I had to pretend that I just felt sick...

Horrible, horrible experience.

Dont be at yourself

I had just turned 20, and was studying abroad for a year in Kyoto. The Chancellor of the university, along with an assortment of other bigwigs, extended a black-tie-only dinner invitation to all the exchange students in one of the fanciest restaurants in town.

A meal consisting of copious amounts of raw fish (and lobster...), strange vegetables and a variety of contrasting sauces, the addition of constant top-ups on one's glass (as is Japanese custom, brilliantly) is a recipe for disaster - especially when one is sitting beside a Mexican, trying to defend one's national honour.

Long story short, got absolutely ****faced drunk, blew chunks under a seat, allowed a big-wig to clean it up on his hands and knees while I slurred at the waitress for another bottle, and everybody looked on in horror.

It was only about 7.30pm too.

Gekko

was about 17 on a school exchange trip in France. I got wasted before some kind of official bash at about 3pm that the mayor attended at the Town Hall. My friends did their best to try and sober me up but it was no good.

Next day, hungover, I was taken aside by one of the teachers who accused me of being drunk and threatened to put me on a plane back home. I said I had an allergic reaction to a diet soft drink, which was actually plausible due to a metabolic condition I have. They bought it. I stayed and was a bit more careful about when and where I drank.

MizzLolly

Hehehe... opps!! At least it's not just me...

sweetie

too many fcuking times unfortunately.

Ended up drunk sleepwalking once and woke up in my girlfriends housemates bed. Thing is it was a single and her boyfriend was in it too. My gf woke up as i was walking backwards out of the room with the sun covering me boll***s.

Went skiing with my gf and a few mates to killington in vermont a couple years ago and had a woeful mix of shorts the first night starting at 6. Ended up in some on stage with the band in some bar. They thought it was funny the first time but by the third time they had me thrown out. We all walked in the bitter cold to another bar and one of the guys who wasn't too bad tried to get us in but i'd forgotten my passport. So he says that I'm on my hols and the bouncer says 'dude can't even see.' Went back outside to get a jo maxi home and answered a call of nature in the carpark only to be stopped by two state troopers, the gf (who is pissed at this stage) storms over and slaps me, only for the troopers to turn around and try and arrest her for assault. Thankfully one of the guys managed to talk them out of it. Got home to be and it was only 11! Woke up the next morning and had puked in the corner of the room. Managed to go skiing though at 8 am and the hangover was soon gone. I have learned not to drink shorts again!

Burp Bleugh

I'm derunk right nowwa

Proxy

Burp Bleugh wrote: »

I'm derunk right nowwa

I can see a story developing

MizzLolly

Haha Proxy... me too.... Burp... tell us your story!!

HashSlinging

I've got a really bad one, shoot me.

My G/F at the time (now my wife) was heavily pregnant, we had just been to the hospital and got the nod from the doc, that things we're going to be taking some time with the delivery date of my little girl, despite it being the day before the due date, LOADS OF TIME HE SAYS... SOOOOO anyways, the brother gives me a call soon after we arrive home, to go out and watch the champions league game between TNS and liverpool. SO out I go watch the game and who rings me only me mate DAVE who I havent seen in two years as he's been away travellin, come on down, one thing leads to another and I end up staying till last orders with the bro and dave, with herself at home.. We get home some more celebratory drinks for dave, then off to bed, circa 3am. Next thing the missus wakes up. ME: uh ..say what baby who.. L.I.V-E.R.P-O.O.L FC ARE WE .....ZZzzzZZZ. .. we got the best defense ...lala..punch in the head.. ok ok. YOUR FU*KIN DRUNK!! (havent drank a sip to this point in almost a month being so scared about the whole thing) cut a long story short thank god for mums who dont mind giving sons and their G/Fs a lift to maternity wards.

gcgirl

i was young and foolish!! i now know when to stop!

Quality

I went to the gaeltacht when I was 14 and we had a bit of free time before mass. I was seeing this guy at the time, and he had brought a bit of cannabis resin with him. We went down to the beach and literally smoked our brains out.
Anyhow we managed to get up to the church, But I was experiencing a whitener, I ended up puking my ring up in the church, In front of the whole school and my boyfriend,

I was brought back to the bean on ti and I had to say I had a bit of bug.. I was so embarrassed, That happened 14 years ago and I still cringe at the thought of it..

Richie860504

When I was in school, I came home from lunch and there was nobody at home so I took 2 cans put them in my bag and went on back into school. At the change of one of the classes, I nipped off into the tiolets and drank the cans as fast as I could. Ended up tipsy. With gettin strange looks off the teachers all day long and a few accusations about the smell of my breath.

Then in fifth year went out one night kept drinking all night till it was time to go in, Went in locked fell asleep in all the classes with the teachers waking me up at the end of them. They were fairly sound about it until the school called social services to my house.

Then went into my mock exams for the leaving cert absolutly legless. Went in wrote a couple of jokes I heard the night before on the paper and fell asleep. Got the paper back with a number to the AA and alcohol counsellors onit.

DawnMc

griffdaddy wrote: »

I'm not talking about being totally wasted or quantity of drink taken, i'm taking about time and situation wise here. For example, for my 20th birthday i was out in Dublin, then me and a mate had a litre of vodka on the Luas before getting a taxi home to where we'd stashed some cans. it must've been about 8.15 am at this stage, and we were still drinking heavily. anyway, we wandered down to the shops to get some munch, and we ran into our 6th class primary school teacher on his way to work. He started chatting to us and we were holding it down pretty well, telling him we were on our way to college and it was a lovely morning etc. Then he asked my mate what he does in college, and he couldn't hold it together anymore, he started laughing and says 'I gets on trains and gets off trains in college' (wtf?) and at the same a can of beer fell out of his pocket and burst on the ground, in the middle of the morning hustle and bustle. I've never felt so ashamed or embarrassed at being drunk in my life, everyone staring at us and the teacher was mortified as well.
So, anyone got any similar stories when you shouldn't have been, but were drunk? school, mass etc. There must be some good ones!

Oh too funny! I laughed aloud reading this story, I wish I was there ah hahaha

Fajitas!

Ugh. I have had a few incidents.

I remember (unfortunatly) my first homebrew night in College. There was red wine, white wine and beer. All of which tasted foul, and was suspected to be twice the alcohol content it was supposed to be. After a few hours of heavy drinking, I had to walk home, from Thomas St. to Phibsboro.

I remember dropping my keys in the middle of the road on Church St. and being stuck there for about 20 minutes, bent over, lunging for them. Anyone who knows Church St, knows how bad the traffic is. Everyone got a right laugh, oh yes.

By the time I got home, I couldn't talk. I had just moved into the apartment, with three girls I didn't know. They said they could hear me from the ground floor. When I got in I tried to make fajitas, and set everything on fire...

They had to sit me down and cook for me - Trying their best to keep the laughing in. Was dreadfully embarassed...

Mr. Presentable

Yeah, a million years ago I was a Sous Chef at the Intercontinental In Frankfurt. Was pissed for three weeks straight, day and night work and pub. Then I got "relieved"

is_that_so

Was working in London and dropped into a bar run by someone I knew. Met some random chap at the bar and fell out a load of pints later, blind drunk. Went home to sleep it off. Woke up about 5 p.m. to go to work, still hammered. Was working in a pub at the time and head barman kept checking on me all night.

eroo

Got the paper back with a number to the AA and alcohol counsellors onit.

hahaha,what a legendary supervisor!!

eroo

about 3 years ago,myself and some friends(no longer friends,****)got our hands on some cans of Bud and bottles of Bulmers.I had a free house..
I downed 5 cans after a Dominos pizza,then a pint bottle of Bulmers.I then decided to raid the liqour cabinet and proceeded to sip some vodka out of a bottle..
at about 11/12 at night,we decided to go 'walkies'...in fact i could barely stand up straight!

cue jumping into the garden of a house in the adjoining estate,and drinking out of their fountain...what happened next is a blur...go back to my house...blur...then remember shouting abuse at mates....blur...then my brother and his friends(much older than me)come in..bro is forced to carry me into bed,then undress me while his mates piss themselves...cue Dominos coming back up to get up close and personal w/ my bedroom carpet...blur...i wake up next morning feeling rather corpse-like....then had to clean up the mess+vomit...so hungover,i pop an alkaselsar down the yap-hole...2 mins later,alkaselsar exits through my mouth into the toilet bowl...rest of day spent watching Layer Cake(saw it twice in a couple of hours!)...apologising to bro...feeling like a prat..then 6 hours later getting the courage to eat a Supermacs...took about 2 days for hangover to go away

CantGetNoSleep

eroo wrote: »

about 3 years ago,myself and some friends(no longer friends,****)got our hands on some cans of Bud and bottles of Bulmers.I had a free house..
I downed 5 cans after a Dominos pizza,then a pint bottle of Bulmers.I then decided to raid the liqour cabinet and proceeded to sip some vodka out of a bottle..
at about 11/12 at night,we decided to go 'walkies'...in fact i could barely stand up straight!

cue jumping into the garden of a house in the adjoining estate,and drinking out of their fountain...what happened next is a blur...go back to my house...blur...then remember shouting abuse at mates....blur...then my brother and his friends(much older than me)come in..bro is forced to carry me into bed,then undress me while his mates piss themselves...cue Dominos coming back up to get up close and personal w/ my bedroom carpet...blur...i wake up next morning feeling rather corpse-like....then had to clean up the mess+vomit...so hungover,i pop an alkaselsar down the yap-hole...2 mins later,alkaselsar exits through my mouth into the toilet bowl...rest of day spent watching Layer Cake(saw it twice in a couple of hours!)...apologising to bro...feeling like a prat..then 6 hours later getting the courage to eat a Supermacs...took about 2 days for hangover to go away

dont worry this happens everyone once

Donald-Duck

CantGetNoSleep wrote: »

dont worry this happens everyone once

Yeah, you havent drank properly until thats happened once. I did the same, except it involved a litre of vodka and paddys day.

LovelyTom

Was in Rome on a ty trip and we had all been drinking as much as we could the previous night but in the morning i was still completely locked and at about half 7 or so we were woken up to go visit the vatican still completely locked :eek: i was stumbling and sitting down and having to keep find a bathroom to get sick in... wasn't the best idea