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Lunalay -> RE: Tis the Season to open the bottle. Question how have Y/you hurt Y/yourself being drunk? (11/18/2008 1:13:55 PM)

I played that game. The uhm... The one with the knife and you make it go in between your fingers as fast as you can.

Jump, jump, jump, jump, STAB.

I play that game better drunk, actually...




StrictnSaucy -> RE: Tis the Season to open the bottle. Question how have Y/you hurt Y/yourself being drunk? (11/18/2008 3:55:54 PM)

When I was 18 or 19 stayed in my boyfriends parents place for the weekend. We went clubbing and and had plenty of drinks and a great night. Got back to parents place in the early hours. (catholic family so seperate rooms) Anyway I left my room to find the toilet at some stage during the night and got lost on way back. Ended up in bed beside his parents and passed out. The next morning woke up snuggled next to his Dad. Mortification! Apparently they had tried to wake me to no avail.  Thankfully they took it well!




MarksFantasyGirl -> RE: Tis the Season to open the bottle. Question how have Y/you hurt Y/yourself being drunk? (11/18/2008 11:10:10 PM)

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ORIGINAL: Aylee

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ORIGINAL: MarksFantasyGirl

When I drink, I will make out with any chicky that gets near me, and lets me... lol  I have some pics to prove that from a couple differant occasions... lol 



Want some wine, MFG?


YAY!!!!!!!!  I would LOVE some!!!  ::wink wink::




SilverMark -> RE: Tis the Season to open the bottle. Question how have Y/you hurt Y/yourself being drunk? (11/19/2008 2:08:27 AM)

Oh the list of reasons I haven't had a drink in 5 years.....
Funny, if you make the decision to not drink again people think you are an alcoholic.
Spending the night in very expensive suite of a fine hotel cuddled on the floor next to the dresser as opposed to the beautiful blond waiting in bed for you, parking cars in the front yard with no regard to exactly who's yard it is, disrobing partially in the most inopportune places....and then there are women....The old saying about where a man's brains truly are has never been more true than when the man is absolutely hammered! Thank God as a younger man there were no cell phone cameras! The times it felt better to have my head resting on a toilet seat versus a pillow(those things stay amazingly cool when you are trying to throw up everything you have eaten since 1979) Sleeping in rather expensive suits because you couldn't get your clothes off....I could continue but, I think that is enough embarrassment for one post!




sirsholly -> RE: Tis the Season to open the bottle. Question how have Y/you hurt Y/yourself being drunk? (11/19/2008 6:20:15 AM)

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ORIGINAL: SilverMark

Thank God as a younger man there were no cell phone cameras!



someone...somewhere MUST have a few photos.

Someone?

Anyone?






Aylee -> RE: Tis the Season to open the bottle. Question how have Y/you hurt Y/yourself being drunk? (11/19/2008 7:30:12 AM)

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ORIGINAL: MarksFantasyGirl

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ORIGINAL: Aylee

quote:

ORIGINAL: MarksFantasyGirl

When I drink, I will make out with any chicky that gets near me, and lets me... lol  I have some pics to prove that from a couple differant occasions... lol 



Want some wine, MFG?


YAY!!!!!!!!  I would LOVE some!!!  ::wink wink::


White or Red?  Or should I just mix it then togeather and throw in some everclear?




tammystarm -> RE: Tis the Season to open the bottle. Question how have Y/you hurt Y/yourself being drunk? (11/19/2008 10:37:40 AM)

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ORIGINAL: sirsholly

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ORIGINAL: SilverMark

Thank God as a younger man there were no cell phone cameras!



someone...somewhere MUST have a few photos.

Someone?

Anyone?





Im pretty sure i have those pics. Holly.




tammystarm -> RE: Tis the Season to open the bottle. Question how have Y/you hurt Y/yourself being drunk? (11/19/2008 10:39:21 AM)

Everclear omg...havent heard of that since i was 18 mixed with hawaiin punch is delicious and deadly....i was a dedicated bartender/drunk i LOVED making flaming drinks.......sorry for those who ......well ya get the pic.




travelgman -> RE: Tis the Season to open the bottle. Question how have Y/you hurt Y/yourself being drunk? (11/19/2008 11:43:53 AM)

Hmm. Never did hurt myself or anyone else back in the days when I used to drink nightly. Thankfully. Though I am told I did have a really good 33rd birthday. I  don't remember much of it. All my friends and I were going to see our favorite band at a local bar/resteraunt-kudos to Willie Phoenix for still rocking the blues -. I knew everyone there to one degree or another and they all bought me my favorite drink. Which at that bar was their top end huge ass Margarita. Made with only the best and most potent liqours. I remember drinking the first few of them. After that I remember very little other than waking up in a friends car and having him pull over so I could throw up on the side of the road rather than in his car. I only remember doing this once. He swears it was every other mile. But I think he was just giving me hell just because I couldnt remember it well enough to be sure who was right.  They tell me that I was up on the floor dancing with Willies girlfriend/soundgirl. This was somewhat surprising as I never danced when I was sober. "The best memories you cant recall at all".

Oh and here is a fun story about being sober and idiot new cops.

I was actually being the designated driver this night for two of my friends. We went to this bar to see another band we liked and I drank pepsi's on the house while they got plastered. So I am driving back to KY where were from  when one of my friends is about to break my glovebox door off in the process of trying to fix it as it wouldn't shut all the way. So I reach over to nock it out of his hands and tell him to stop just as I am turning from one road to another and end up grazing the curb. Now i knew we were going to get pulled over because of this. As the local yocal was sitting just a hundred yards away in the same spot they allways used. But I wasn't worried as I was stone cold sober. So I turn onto the off-ramp and start down toward the highway and the maybe quarter of a mile of road that is keeping us from being back in our state safe and sound. And sure enough we get pulled over. So this dingbat cop comes up to my window. And asks me if I have been drinking. I tell him the truth. That no I had not been drinking and was the DD for the two very obivously drunk passengers in my car. And this doofus doesn't beleive me. Even though it is obvious I am the sober one in the group. So after several minutes of back and forth he has me get out to do the walking test. Now I am tired, cranky and wearing cowboy boots with two inch heels and were on a curved hill and so even though I am sober I do not handle the test so well. I ask him for a mental test and he refuses and decides to take me back to this rinky dink little jail to have me blow in the tube. Now here is the situation at this point. The sober driver is in handcuffs in the  back of the curiser while the two drunk out of their minds passenegers are stumbling back up the off-ramp to get to the nearest gas-station to call someone else to come get them. So we are sitting around this "jail" that isnt as big as most college dorm rooms. And it turns out this cop isn't even qualified to run the damn machine. He has to call some other guy and get him out of bed and wait for him to come to the jail and run the test on me. If I had actually been freaking drunk. I would have been sober by the time they finally ran the test on me. So he writes me up for reckless driving, which wasn't even on the ticket before and let's me go. Some days your the bug, and some days your the windshield:) 





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