titusandronicus
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St Patrick's Day two years ago I drank a ten pack of Guinness and I awoke suddenly at 7am to do the foulest, most disgusting charcoal black liquid shit imaginable. I can't fathom what yours must be like.
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I drank 20 pints of Guinness last night
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pickle tooth
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Guinness is the best. Tastes great, low calories, and the next day you get to see the darkest shit you ever took.
BannedEpisode
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Guinness is like 3% alcohol.
pickle tooth
Banned
4.3 I believe. It's weak.
Rubbish King
The gift that keeps on giving
It fired out like a shotgun, the whole bowl got hit by the spatters of black shite
This makes it all worthwhile. Good job.
When i was 17 i had the motherload of all hangovers + slight alcohol poisoning i think because i was literally sick for two weeks.
Ever since i never had a hangover again, no matter what i drink. I honestly cant tell you the last time i felt sick because of drinking. Probably around that 17 year old period.
Ever since i never had a hangover again, no matter what i drink. I honestly cant tell you the last time i felt sick because of drinking. Probably around that 17 year old period.
Man, not only 20 pints but of Guinness too? I can never drink more than a couple before I have to switch back to lager or something.
My mate's 21st is coming up in 2 weeks and she wants us to do 21 pints over the course of the day, starting at 11am and finishing when the bar closes at 12. I told her to do one. I'll watch her do it.
My mate's 21st is coming up in 2 weeks and she wants us to do 21 pints over the course of the day, starting at 11am and finishing when the bar closes at 12. I told her to do one. I'll watch her do it.
PS3GamerKyle
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I'm surprised it didn't crack the fucking porcelain.
Fudgepuppy
Banned
I once drank 6 beers and then a bottle of vodka. We went outside because we were going to the club, but as soon as they let go of me, I slumped over and hit the pavement with my head. I got a concussion and started vomiting on my back all over my coat. My friends dragged me inside, my dad hosed me in the tub and then put me in the sofa. I woke up a couple of hours later when I realized I was talking to my dad about really dark shit, depressing shit he never thought of, he was crying. This is when I try to lighten the mood and instinctively tell my dad "Dad, it's okay, I'm Batman, I can fly" (this was the month Arkham City was released). He started laughing and I fell asleep.
The only funny story I can think of is one night when I was at a house party and ended up arguing with my GF outside.. a bunch of mates were also outside so there was an audience. Then some guy nobody knew turned up on a bike and asked for a cig.. I promised him I'd get him one if I could have a go on his bike because for some reason I thought it would be a hilarious thing to do.
I'm not sure how I did it but I ended up flying over the handle bars at quite some speed and screwed up most of my arm and elbow. I didn't feel it though till someone pointed it out. It doesn't sound that funny thinking about it.. but everyone else did. I suppose you had to be there.
I'm not sure how I did it but I ended up flying over the handle bars at quite some speed and screwed up most of my arm and elbow. I didn't feel it though till someone pointed it out. It doesn't sound that funny thinking about it.. but everyone else did. I suppose you had to be there.
I used to not have limits, now my body has hard enforced ones. Forced time-out mode, meaning sleeping on whoever's couch.
This St. Patricks Day was my girlfriends 21st birthday.
But I was the one that ended up getting shitfaced. I was already wasted by the time we got to the last bar, but I thought me, my gf, and her friend would split a pitcher. So I bought one. They took a tiny bit of it and left me with like 3/4 a pitcher.
FUCK IT.
Drank the whole thing and instantly forgot the rest of the night.
Apparantley we left the bar and I started kicking trash cans everywhere. Got a bruise on my hip from when I tried to karate kick one and fell on the pavement.
We got food at a chinese place, where I was so drunk I was spilling rice and sauce all over the table. We didnt want to clean it up so we said lets count to 3 and just run out of the restaurant. On 3 both of them ran out the door but I fell on the floor and was laughing too hard to get up (I remembered this for some reason) They had to pick me up and carry me out of the restaurant.
Her friend then mentions they should smoke weed tomorrow to which I apparantley said. NO. WE SMOKE NOW. And so we did, I took a couple hits and passed out on his bed.
Woke up in girlfriends bed and the best part? HANGOVER FREE. It was like magic. Dunno how that happened. St. Patrick smiled upon me that morning I guess.
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Also I'm not sure if this was sleep walking or being drunk or both, but in the middle of the night I walked out of my gf's apartment with only boxers on, called the elevator, and then pissed down the shaft. Walked back to the apartment, door was locked. I knocked furiously, her roommate opens the door to me in my boxers mumbling and I just walk back to bed and pass out. When I woke up I thought I dreamed it until the roommate said, nope it happened.
But I was the one that ended up getting shitfaced. I was already wasted by the time we got to the last bar, but I thought me, my gf, and her friend would split a pitcher. So I bought one. They took a tiny bit of it and left me with like 3/4 a pitcher.
FUCK IT.
Drank the whole thing and instantly forgot the rest of the night.
Apparantley we left the bar and I started kicking trash cans everywhere. Got a bruise on my hip from when I tried to karate kick one and fell on the pavement.
We got food at a chinese place, where I was so drunk I was spilling rice and sauce all over the table. We didnt want to clean it up so we said lets count to 3 and just run out of the restaurant. On 3 both of them ran out the door but I fell on the floor and was laughing too hard to get up (I remembered this for some reason) They had to pick me up and carry me out of the restaurant.
Her friend then mentions they should smoke weed tomorrow to which I apparantley said. NO. WE SMOKE NOW. And so we did, I took a couple hits and passed out on his bed.
Woke up in girlfriends bed and the best part? HANGOVER FREE. It was like magic. Dunno how that happened. St. Patrick smiled upon me that morning I guess.
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Also I'm not sure if this was sleep walking or being drunk or both, but in the middle of the night I walked out of my gf's apartment with only boxers on, called the elevator, and then pissed down the shaft. Walked back to the apartment, door was locked. I knocked furiously, her roommate opens the door to me in my boxers mumbling and I just walk back to bed and pass out. When I woke up I thought I dreamed it until the roommate said, nope it happened.
It's also one of the heaviest beers out there. I usually can't drink more than 2-3 Guinness before I feel like I literally cannot drink any more. Shame, because I really enjoy it.
Deaf Spacker
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Goddamn Tash, how are you still alive?! I've had ten pints of Guinness before and I felt like death the day after.
Angry Grimace
Two cannibals are eating a clown. One turns to the other and says "does something taste funny to you?"
That sounds like an epic night, dude.
Agreed. I can't stand the taste to be honest. The bitterness is too much.CHEEZMO;112471345 said:
Got a bunch of drunk stories and a hangover story but won't go into detail since it'll take ages to type from my phone so TL;DR version it is.
It was 2 years ago during a GAF meet up on this month. I had gone on a drinking binge that I was hammered. Drank a Hitachino Red Wine beer, chugged a GAF member's beer, had several others to the point where I was doing drunk freestyle poetry.
We came out the bar and along the way to the subway station I said hi to strangers, took drunk selfies, and was told I smacked a homeless guy on the knee. I have no recollection of it other than swinging my arm. Once we got to the subway station, I got into a verbal fire fight with another drunk girl that I cursed her out. Thankfully 2 lovely GAF members I was with held us back.
Fast forward stumbling home and cursing at the air. Saw a girl on the steps as I was going up to my building. Came back down in hopes of wanting to kiss her but she was gone and I was defeated.
Next day I woke up with a splitting headche, feeling a bit dizzy, and belching unsettled alcohol in my stomach. I had my first hangover. Ended up making 5 trips to the bathroom to puke as I watched Drive. It was one of the worst things I've ever experienced. I'll always associate that movie with it. From day on I promised myself I'd never have another hangover again and limit the amount of drinks I consume. I was 23. I've stuck to my guns for the most part and haven't gotten another one ever since. I'm content with a nice temporary buzz these days.
So my roommate decided to get married in the middle of his (and mine) last semester of college this year.
Not only was his bachelor party on a school night, it was the actual night of the Super Bowl. In New Orleans. And we had a room on Bourbon.
Now, being native to Baton Rouge, I hate to say that I've never spent a night out in New Orleans, and was terrified of what was in store.
When it was all said and done, I had:
Drank anything and everything handed to me
Spent $22 in Barcadia on skeet-ball, for which we won a free $5 beer
Some girl (glazed-eye drunk) use my shoulder as a headrest in a bar
Ended up with a shirt designating me as "Drunk #3"
Sent one too many drunk texts to a good friend
Got separated from my group in the casino
Threw up in said casino's urinal
Reunited with my group, thanks to a kindly prostitute and my aforementioned shirt
Slept (i.e., passed out) face-down on the room's carpet
Woken at 930, sans hangover
Miraculously made it back to student teaching, just in time for the lunch break
Everything turned out so much better than I expected, would do again.
Not only was his bachelor party on a school night, it was the actual night of the Super Bowl. In New Orleans. And we had a room on Bourbon.
Now, being native to Baton Rouge, I hate to say that I've never spent a night out in New Orleans, and was terrified of what was in store.
When it was all said and done, I had:
Drank anything and everything handed to me
Spent $22 in Barcadia on skeet-ball, for which we won a free $5 beer
Some girl (glazed-eye drunk) use my shoulder as a headrest in a bar
Ended up with a shirt designating me as "Drunk #3"
Sent one too many drunk texts to a good friend
Got separated from my group in the casino
Threw up in said casino's urinal
Reunited with my group, thanks to a kindly prostitute and my aforementioned shirt
Slept (i.e., passed out) face-down on the room's carpet
Woken at 930, sans hangover
Miraculously made it back to student teaching, just in time for the lunch break
Everything turned out so much better than I expected, would do again.
TheLastCandle
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20 pints of nearly anything would leave me with a hangover until 7 the next evening.
And I'm a pretty heavy drinker.
And I'm a pretty heavy drinker.
Rubbish King
The gift that keeps on giving
Well I've had a nap and soon I will have to work, I thought I was fine but throughout the day I have felt progressively worse, I don't want to move ever again and walking makes me feel super sick, hoping bacon will cure but I don't even think it'll make it to the stomach before I upchuck
I've laughed many times at some of the responses in this thread, well done gaf
I've laughed many times at some of the responses in this thread, well done gaf
SecretMoblin
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are you really bisexual though
BobbyRobby
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No, that's not true. You build a tolerance. I pretty regularly 20 beers a night in college.
Skellig Gra
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Yeah try spending a month in Germany. Tolerance goes up super fast when a beer comes in liters.
Angry Grimace
Two cannibals are eating a clown. One turns to the other and says "does something taste funny to you?"
Guinness isn't actually very strong either. It's 4.2 percent by volume.
TheKaeptain
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I lived there for four years. If I still had that tolerance...
EDIT: Guinness isn't strong. When I have some I do it because I love the taste.
systemfehler
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If those online calculators are right ~9.4l alcohol within 10 hours result in 4+ alcohol level. Congrats on surviving that instead of passing out and dying in your own vomit while being in a coma. itssomething.gif
Yeah - if the number of drinks is accurate, 21 pints of Guinness, regardless of alcohol content per drink, is enough to throw you heavily into the danger zone. OP, alcohol is great, but you may want to learn some self control. There's nothing wrong with having a few drinks out with friends, but once you get over the point of risking your life you've got a serious issue to address.
peanutbutterlatte
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We need the same kind of justice in here we had in the threesome thread...
When you build up a high alcohol tolerance those calculators are meaningless. I knew someone years ago who'd consistently drink 40oz of whisky (1.14L) at parties and still be able to walk. The amount of damage he probably did to his liver would be through the roof of course.
systemfehler
Member
I know you can build a heavy resistance against alcohol so you can still walk, talk, etc but I am not sure if that also protects you from the toxic harm aswell like asphyxia. I just wouldn't want to risk that.
Rubbish King
The gift that keeps on giving
So it turned out okay, I'm not fired and my boss gave nae fucks, only two people called me out on last night and I laughed it off, the barmaid I attempted to chat up last night turned out to be leaving the company thing today, she proceeded to get drunk at twerk at me so FUCK YEAH
I did okay!
Whiskey is ace, I can drink that shit all day long
I did okay!
lol,
This pisses me off to no end, all of the POS kits they send have instructions on how to pour it, it's really quite simple
This is hilarious
Whiskey is ace, I can drink that shit all day long
CHEEZMO
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Queen of Hunting
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my brother when he was at uni around 3 years ago now, would drink bottles of spirits a day like absinthe, jager, jack daniels, wray and nephew and other shit. fuck knows how he drank bottles of that shit a day but his body is pretty screwed up now. he averages around 60 units of drink each day now.
TemplaerDude
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Huh, I had a similar night, though I ended up at a bar I used to work, pretty sure I was blatantly macking on the hostess, drank a bunch of free beer, almost lost my wallet, and pretty sure I had the best hot dog of my life but I'm not sure.
I feel pretty shitty right now.
I feel pretty shitty right now.
Gordon Shumway
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No miracle, sir..Good Whiskey = Great morning after. Them cheap shits..the horror!
retrogamer84
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I am not sure if it is a good thing or not, but I am the same way. I had 15 shots last night and woke up feeling fine other than a bit of dry mouth. I am 29 though, it probably gets worse later on.
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