I’ve been drinking wine and beer since 5 but I first got wasted at 18. It was some rum n coke who-cares that my friend bought. I was in a car with a 21 y/o that got drunk before, but the first for me and two mall hoochies me and dude picked up. Drank it out of a Dixie cup and hit the club, the whole night looked like a painting left outside in the rain. Only thing I remember that night was grabbing one of the broads by her drawlz and taking her everywhere I went. I didn’t hit. Damn that was a while ago, good times.
PS. I can’t get a hangover to save my life. I’m… pretty sure I hit the bottle hard enough but I don’t get headaches or none of that. And I’ve thrown up booze a grand total of 2 or 3 times in my life.
15 on a school trip in our hotel room. 4 people in the room, had a few girls come up, brought 4 grams of weed and a pint of vodka, a beer each and a Coke each. Started with the beers, moved on to the vodka mixed with coke in glasses, then smoked up by removing the screen from the hotels window (this was in a rural area, not a legit hotel more of a family owned motel so they were just regular windows, not the ones you can’t remove in big hotels to prevent people from jumping) and lighting up.
Completely premeditated and completely awesome.
Funniest drinking story ever was when a guy I knew was absolutely hammered, and this guy had been working out on a daily basis with a trainer since 13, got arrested at age 17 for public intoxication, got put in the drunk tank and proceeded to do push ups for a LOOONNNGGG time in the cell til his parents picked him up.
When i was in the military, went over my buddies gf house for the weekend…got so drunk i went to go on the patio and walked right thru the screen door (thought it was open) and tore it off the running track and everything.
Anyway, the first time I got drunk was when I was 18 in Jr.College. But the first time I got DRUNK was in University. I went to a UFC party at a frat house near my apartment and it was my first time being around a bunch of kegs. the UFC ended up going for like 4 hours so I litterally had a dozen picnic cups of beer in that time.
When the fights ended my coach, who was hosting the party, brings out a container of chinese alcohol fermenting in a bottle with a dead snake. I didn’t give a fuck at that point and took a shot. I tasted like listerine and I started seeing purple everywhere. I told my boys I was gonna walk home, but one of them offers to give me a ride…on his motorcycle. First time I rode on one of those too. I’m seriously lucky to be alive.
I walk into my apartment trying to be as normal as I can, and my roomate who never talks to me says. “Dude, are you okay. 0_o” I laugh and say yeah. Go to my dirty as toilet, hug it, puke for 12 minutes walk to my room and black out. I wake fully dressed and my room stinks of ciggarette smoke thanks to my leather jacket that I was still wearing. I had my first true hangover. It was so bad I seriously wanted to cry.
i was like 18 or 19. my aunt had left for the weekend and left me and my cousins the house. it was fun i guess. would have been better if i could have got some pussy from one of my cousin’s stuck up friends.
I went to a summer program called Upward Bound. You lived in college dorms for 6 weeks, save for the weekends. On the last night, they let people in groups of up to 6 people stay in each room. I was 17, and my friends bought lemon extract and a gallon jug of that chemical juice shit.
I drank a lot of it. Got smashed and laughed a lot. Nothing too crazy. Bad hangover the next morning. The first of what would end up being…maybe 6-7 ever.
I was probably 17 or 18. I went to a ridiculous party with a slightly older crowd. It was pretty much a quintessential party you would see in college/teen movies. I didn’t plan on getting drunk, but it happened. I didn’t know how to take advantage of a party back then.
13 at a friends house, she stole some cheap ass vodka from a local store and we got fucked up before our school band practice, the funny thing is, that’s the first time I got laid too… 2 pokes and I was DONE! And it was also the first time I pissed on myself trying to get my dick out of its zipper, but it certainly wouldn’t be the last time.
I was 16, my parents were out of town so I invited several of my friends over and a group of 14-15 year old chicks we had met from another school at a football game. We had heaven hill and jack. At one point in the party I go to the bathroom and one of the girls follows me (I hadn’t been talking to her at all) and just starts blowing me on the toilet seat. After we are done I leave and she stays in there naked (I assume she’s going to put her clothes back on). Later I found out she stayed in the bathroom naked and blew 3 other guys that came in and ended up passed out on the living room couch naked. The rest of the party was typical teenage drunken antics, me getting wasted, drunken boxing, pranks, passed out outside on a deck chair.
Later we find out that the girl’s dad was some prestigious member of the community and called my parents, the other guy’s parents, the school principle and the cops telling all of them we had some crazy sex party and took advantage of his daughter (I have NO clue why that chick told her dad everything that happened). Cops said nothing illegal happened and if he doesn’t want his daughter having sex he needs to not let her run around. School couldn’t do anything about it but the principal had a talk with me and my friends saying he have embarrassed the school or some shit (private school). My parents were furious at first then cooled down once they heard our side of the story.
The first time I got drunk I was about 20 two friends of mine bought like a 6-pack of Bacardi-something or other (Cheerleader beer, mind you). I’d tasted beer before and wasn’t very fond of the taste (I’m still not but I can now stand to guzzle it). I drank 5 of them cuz one of the guys left to do something (most likely w/ a fat chick ) and the other one wasn’t much of a drinker. We were at his mom’s place and she was at work and I was living with them at the time. I ended up sliding around on the floor in my socks and laughing pretty hardcore at anything remotely funny. I got some very good rest and was not hung over at all the next morning.
The SECOND time I got drunk was my most infamous moment of drunkery and my family/friends often bring it up from time to time. I was still 20 yet no longer living w/ my friends family (I instead lived w/ my cousin) and it was Sunday. I’d been growing my hair out for quite some time prior to that and I’d gotten tired of it and was ready to cut it off. Normally barber shops aren’t open on Sundays but there was just this one not far from where I lived. Before my friend came to pick me up I’d already had a few sips of a Smirnoff Vodka (100-proof) that I had him buy two days prior and was feeling pretty good. I figured if a little made me feel good the rest of the bottle would make me feel GREAT. Sigh We stopped by a package store or something before we went to the barbershop (they hadn’t opened yet so…) and I bought some orange juice to mix w/ it. By this time I’ve consumed proabably 30% of the bottle (only 80% remained after some tasting on Saturday while I modded a joystick) and am fairly sociable (which I’m kinda not). I go in, get my hair cut, talk shop w/ the barber-EVERYTHING is cool. No problems, feelin’ good, lookin’ good. SWEET. We leave the barber with plans to go to the mall and shop or something and right as we’re about the cross the street, I, with no interference from any external physical force, stumble forward slightly before regaining my balance. We make it to the car and I finish the last of the Vodka/Juice. I notice that it tastes a lot better when you’re already drunk, but think nothing of it.
It’s about then that I black out and I only know most of what happened because I was told.
-I run through the mall at full speed while screaming for no known reason
-Talk some shit to a clerk and tell him that he looks like a bystander in SF4 (the one drinking from a large bottle in the night version of the china stage)
-Loudly call out personal information such as my debit card’s pin number and social security number
-Hang my head out of a card window while yelling like some kinda asshole
-I bought two pairs of pants that fucking fit!
-Try to fight my friend and actually pull a knife on him (he’s still my friend so he’s a great guy)
-I took off a bunch of clothes outside of my apartment complex while returning home.
-Wreak havoc on the living room, bathroom and my bedroom. I snatched pictures off of walls, destroyed minor decorations, spilled some sort of hair product in the bathroom
-Vomited in multiple places including my pillow (of course)
-Removed all clothing save for my skivvies
I was woke later by my cousin wtf happened and who robbed/ransacked his shit and I tell him no one’s been there and ask him wtf he’s talking about. I feel extremely sick but get up to view the devastation in disgust/awe. I’m still drunk but not belligerently so. I grab a shirt and lay back down due to sickness and start crying in sadness.
I’m happy that a lot of you got laid and had a good time.
I swore off drinking for a while but have since begun again. Got drunk at Final Round and yelled at Knee while he was trying to go to the bathroom. I took a nap on the ballroom floor and lost almost every match I played over the weekend.
The first time I got drunk was sometime in highschool. I drank by myself then my friends came over and we went to a billiard hall. I proceeded to do some stupid shit like rolling around on the ground yelling “guess which number i am!?” needless to say my sober friends decide to take me home again not soon after. Dont remember much.
The first time I got DRUNK was junior or senior in HS at this dude’s house party up in the hills. There were about 40 people at the beginning and we drinking normally. Then most of those people bounce and there were like 8 of us left. Then apparently the dude invited these 2 chinese mafia folk. Them being of higher gangsta status then us bring a ton of drugs. I didnt want any of that so me and 1 other guy proceeded to take shots of apple bicardi, we had an abundance of those for some reason, instead of snortin coke or hittin that ice with them. Now its REALLY hard to reject a shot when those 2 triad guys are taking a hit, so I end up drinking way more than I ever did before.
So about an hour later we are all drugged out or DRUNK. I become hungry, so I grab my friend and we drive to Jack’n’box. On the way there, we were driving down from the hills so its dark as shit, I proceed to scare my friend shitless by turning off ALL the lights on the car and swerve back and forth on purpose. My friend yells “HOLY FUCK!” while I cackle like a hyena feeling invincible. I grab two tacos and a chicken sandwhich and we head back.
We get back, consume grub and mellow out. About 30 min later I start to feel real sick. Go to the bathroom yack about twice. This was the first time reversing from drinking. I ask the same friend from before to get me a cup of water. He goes upstairs brings back a cup and hands it to me. I take a sip and spit it promptly out. Shit is apple bicardi! I yell at my friend “Im fuckin dying here! Dont fuck around man!” He proceeds to empty the cup and pour water from the faucet right in front of me and then hands it to me. I take a sip again. Shit still tastes like apple bicardi! At this point I still feel like total shit but Im LOLing at myself. I cant even drink fuckin water WTF! I end up just sitting there praying that I dont dehydrate myself.
And from that day on, I couldnt drink like I used to :sad:
How could I forgot the first time I got drunk. Actually, I can only recall parts of it. haha I was 19 at a friend’s birthday party by where I live. A lot of people showed up because apparently this skank was popular in high school, so I saw a handful of people I haven’t seen since high school. Anyways, I drank about 8-9 bottles of Pacifico and chugged some Heineken from the mini keg. What got me really messed up, or got me going, was a cup of jungle juice that they told me just to drink it real quick. So I did and BAM! I was drunk, so I stole and chugged a 40oz bottle of Bud Ice and about 2-3 more bottles of Pacifico. At some point int he party, I was dancing with some lesbian, but then her woman came a took her away. My friend, who was messed up as well, was dancing on a pole. I was shouting, “I love vagina!” the whole night. Some chick that passing around some beer passed by and I yelled at her, “Hey! Wanna fuck?!” Yup, real smooth right? After that, it was time to sober up and eat something, but I was beyond drunk at this point. So when they took me home, they had to drag my ass to my front door, open the door for me, and as soon as I got to my room, I puked all over the floor. So I started cleaning my puke at 2am. Finally got some sleep. And that’s my memory of the first time I got drunk. It was a good night indeed.
) and the other one wasn’t much of a drinker. We were at his mom’s place and she was at work and I was living with them at the time. I ended up sliding around on the floor in my socks and laughing pretty hardcore at anything remotely funny. I got some very good rest and was not hung over at all the next morning.