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Post by geezlouise on Mar 31, 2011 14:55:49 GMT -5
In college, I wasn't a very experienced drinker, and at a sorority party someone kept giving me 7 and 7's. I was thirsty, and drank 7 of them when the room seemed odd. I went to bed, and in addition to the whirling, I suddenly smelled smoke! Yes, the house was on fire. Barfing on firemen is not cool. No Seagrams ever again. ( I still get woozy when I smell smoke.) BARFING ON FIREMEN...... LMMFAO!!!!!! Were they cute?  |
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Post by chunkeymonkey81 on Mar 31, 2011 14:56:09 GMT -5
First time I had margaritas was at a work luncheon - they were so yummy I drank 3 jumbo-sized in pretty quick succession. I obviously couldn't work through the afternoon and went home (by bus but didn't remember taking it). Sat up in bed and stared at the wall for 24 straight hours without speaking. Hubby said he checked on my breathing at 4 hour intervals and hoped for the best. GNAFL knows how to take care of business. His down time is well planned and he needs it. LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOO A+++ story. Glad you lived but still...bwahahahahahaha. Erm I don't think I have ever been THAT drunk. I have danced on tables and randomly made out with guys but...that was my early 20s. LOL. When I actually do drink now I just laugh ALOT and then get a headache and want to sleep. Hey I am almost 30 now so....party time over...I'm not a rockstar. LOL |
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Post by aloha on Mar 31, 2011 14:56:21 GMT -5
Ooooh, a new game! Okay, I'll play. Once I was so drunk I locked myself in a bathroom stall and a woman I knew had to crawl under the door of the stall to get me out. Yes, She was very tiny. And when my husband asked the next morning where I left the car-- I didn't remember. And I was too hung over to help him look for it. I'll see your locked stall door and lost car and raise you a cut on the chin that required stitches, blood stains on a white cotton jumpsuit that never came out and 12 hours lost to tequila that I can't stand the smell of to this day.  I stick to vodka and wine now. Ouch!! Okay, you win.  |
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Post by ljsmack on Mar 31, 2011 14:57:23 GMT -5
In college, I wasn't a very experienced drinker, and at a sorority party someone kept giving me 7 and 7's. I was thirsty, and drank 7 of them when the room seemed odd. I went to bed, and in addition to the whirling, I suddenly smelled smoke! Yes, the house was on fire. Barfing on firemen is not cool. No Seagrams ever again. ( I still get woozy when I smell smoke.) BARFING ON FIREMEN...... LMMFAO!!!!!! Were they cute? No idea, I don't remember much about the rest of the evening. ;D |
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Post by seoulmate on Mar 31, 2011 14:57:27 GMT -5
First time I had margaritas was at a work luncheon - they were so yummy I drank 3 jumbo-sized in pretty quick succession. I obviously couldn't work through the afternoon and went home (by bus but didn't remember taking it). Sat up in bed and stared at the wall for 24 straight hours without speaking. Hubby said he checked on my breathing at 4 hour intervals and hoped for the best.GNAFL knows how to take care of business. His down time is well planned and he needs it.  OMG, you guys are cracking me up!!!!  |
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Post by Zinnia on Mar 31, 2011 14:58:05 GMT -5
OK - from Finnish point of view - pretty normal drinking habits then to a single guy at his age. Hanging out with pals at clubs/bars spending time.
About Perez - misspelling his name as Perze amuses me. Finnish word perse = arse.
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Post by mszue on Mar 31, 2011 14:58:15 GMT -5
And I will up you a hug for the 'jean' at an Arabian nights themed underground bottle club/disco in Paris after being served never-ending Champagne by a self-proclaimed Algerian mercenary and serenaded by a Spanish guitarist one memorable Friday night in Paris!!! True.....took the fun out of the rest of the weekend. The Louvre was a tough go the next day.....
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Post by HoppersSkippersMiners on Mar 31, 2011 14:58:22 GMT -5
Ooooh, a new game! Okay, I'll play. Once I was so drunk I locked myself in a bathroom stall and a woman I knew had to crawl under the door of the stall to get me out. Yes, She was very tiny. And when my husband asked the next morning where I left the car-- I didn't remember. And I was too hung over to help him look for it. I'll see your locked stall door and lost car and raise you a cut on the chin that required stitches, blood stains on a white cotton jumpsuit that never came out and 12 hours lost to tequila that I can't stand the smell of to this day. I stick to vodka and wine now. I see your locked stall door and chin cut and raise you dynamite around a campfire while drinking sangria with a batch of wasted German engineering students on a mountainside. ETA: They were small sticks of dynamite, not like industrial quantities, tho'. I swear! Admittedly we were also trying to figure out if we had enought stuff to mix up plastique. |
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Post by gelly14 on Mar 31, 2011 14:58:57 GMT -5
realstevegray
@atomicdawn oh fuck perez. The biggest bully of them all.
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Post by 4Ms on Mar 31, 2011 15:00:47 GMT -5
I'll see your locked stall door and lost car and raise you a cut on the chin that required stitches, blood stains on a white cotton jumpsuit that never came out and 12 hours lost to tequila that I can't stand the smell of to this day. I stick to vodka and wine now. I see your locked stall door and chin cut and raise you dynamite around a campfire while drinking sangria with a batch of wasted German engineering students on a mountainside. ETA: They were small sticks of dynamite, not like industrial quantities, tho'. I swear! Did you blow up anything??? |
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