looking back on my drinking life it has happened to me a few times. Now I started drink when I was 16 and I'm 22 now.

- My first time drinking I didn't know my tolerence so I had one or two too many (more like 6-8 too many). I walked around a boardwalk asking random chicks for some mouth lovin'. Ended up passing out in a closet and got alcohol poisioning from the whole deal. Drink count somewhere between 14-18 "girl drinks" (smirnoff ice, etc. I was young and didn't know any better).

- Next was a coming home for the summer party for all the college friends (I never went to college). The community shots kicked my ass as it was one of the biggest parties of my life. Ended up falling down a large flight of stairs, puking on a neighbors house, breaking a fan, and snapping the handle off the fridge. When my friends got me home I spilled water all over my bed and fell asleep on an open loaf of bread (the entire loaf, I had crumbs where their should never be crumbs). Drink count at least 16 shots.

- The night we discovered car bombs was another bad one. We buy all the supplies and everyone comes over my house and we begin slamming them down. I end up passing out on my living room floor (no one could wake me up), some time the night I get naked, puke on my door going outside, then distroy the bathroom, and make it back to my bed. drink count 12 or so (empty stomach)

- The next one was my 22nd birthday (about a month ago). Nothing really bad happened, I gave everyone the finger and talked shit to a bunch of people. Other than that I just passed out on the floor of my kitchen and puked a lot. Drink count around the 18 mark.

- And the last one was just last friday. I go out to a club with some friends and I don't know where or when it got out of control from there. Besides the normal shit talking I end up walking from the bar to my house (10.5 mile walk) enven though I had a DD that night. I ended up falling asleep on the steps to another club about 5 miles into my journey. Somehow no cops passed by and picked me up as I was walking on a semi-busy road. drink count from what I can remember 16, but more details will come trickling in as I hang out with the people I went with that night (I'm expecting some interesting stuff)


Now throughout all of this I don't feel like I have a drinking problem. I don't feel like I have to drink to have fun and only drink heavily when it's in a social setting. I guess I just need to control myself better or just accept that sometimes I just go nuts. Oh well, while my liver is still young might as well kick the crap out of it. Cheers!

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I haven't had it happen to me in awhile but there were times where I did drink a lot but not a lot a lot to be plastered to the ground and hugging a toilet and still ended up having blackouts of the night.

I remember it happening a few times where we would go to a bar and the next morning I would have to ask my bro where did he park my car (we lived in an apartment complex). I don't remember doing dumb shit nor was I told so. haha

 

Hell yeah it's happened to me, and to be honest I hate the feeling of waking yup the next day and needing people to tell me what I did. In the past few years I've become much more in control of my drunken state and usually people tell me they didn't even realize I was really drunk because I was pretty relaxed and not too ridiculous by comparison.

Generally I just get a little more "friendly" with girls than I'd normally be, but they tend to take it pretty well since I suppose I come off as a pretty nice guy for the most part. Bout a month ago I went out to bar and was getting pretty huggy with this one girl there who I found out the next day was almost 40 (I'm 24). From what I remember in the darkness of the bar she looked and felt pretty good, so meh. Don't think I would've loved waking up next to her though, so I'm glad she determined I was too young I woke up the next morning in a t-shirt and socks. ONLY a t-shirt and socks. I don't really remember, but after eating 5 slices of pizza next to the bar (I found the receipt in the morning) I walked about 5 miles because cabs in this town are hard to come by. Drink count: 8 doubles, 2 singles, and 4 shots.

I've got a bet going on with a couple different friends right now about who can last the longest without drinking. With one guy, if neither of us drink before December 15 then we're both in the clear. If either of us drinks we owe the other $500. There are a couple friends' birthdays though before then, so we made a rule that you can buy your way out of 1 night/month by paying $50.

It's goin well so far, but man it's hard to relax at the end of the week without a drink.

 

Apparently, I nearly got picked up for a D&D in Las Vegas, and at the time was speaking fluent German.

I only remember my eyes being yellow for the next two days.

 

me and 6 of my friends back in my senior year floated a keg and i woke up the next morning without my boxers but my shorts were still on. i get out of the room and my friend's mom (really hot) looks at me and winks and smiles and thats all. normally i remember a lot when im drunk but that day just freaked me the hell out

 

college days had mucho nights of not remembering a friggin thing those nights usually included puffin mucho after boozin real hard.....that shit never turns out good

i've had 3-4 black out nights since april
1. 1 of the nights i was in vegas, in april

2. my buddies wedding we went to vegas for, i'm talking massive amounts of crown royal and diet coke, like a 5ths worth or more though the day i don't remember the end of the night from like 10pm till 1:30am

3.the night i drank that moonshine the other month and made that thread about moonshine.....i got home about 1am somehow passed out on the couch, the next thing i remember is waking up at 5am already out of my clothes with the lights still on, dehydrated as f@#k

4. 2 weeks ago at my other friends wedding....started drinking johnny walker blue at about 2pm and was flat out retarted drunk seeing 4 of everything by 8pm i think, and i stress think, that i threw up around 10 and passed out in my pathfinder in his yard woke up at 230am with a headache wondering what the f@#k happened my friends said they came up to my truck when they were leaving and it took them like 10 mins to get me awake to unlock the doors to make sure i was ok. i defintely don't remember that

 

Blacked out in Bilbao, Spain after drinking jack and coke and loading up on some Moroccan resin (if you know what I mean).

 

it would be cool if someone videod a blackout night so you could see what you did and how you acted.

I had a fake blackout once after hooking up with a chick that I didst want to know after the one night.

 

crazycracker, you just reminded me of another blackout night.

In vegas, started drinking LIT's at the tables at around noon till about 7, got changed, went to dinner where I drank beers, then went to a club (I think it was Tryst) and drank more LIT's. Got back to the room at about 3, where I was being rowdy, flipped out at my friend who I woke up. Said "F**k this I'm going to gamble." Luckily my friend were cool enough to take my wallet leaving me with my ID and $50. I woke up back in my room with $300 in my pocket and no clue how I got it. Drink count 12 LITs and 4 beers that I remember

 

my night in question in vegas, had me getting back to the room at 7am after drinking jack and cokes and playing roulette all night at new york new york....one of my friends was laying in my bed passed out and i just went off and started cussin like crazy at him calling all these random names.....i didn't remember shit the next day.....we're partying in the afternoon the next day and my friends tell me this and i couldn't believe it b/c i'm usually not like that