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2003, a few months after I graduated from ISU, my 25th birthday. I made the mistake of telling my buddies that I had never puked because of drinking, and from that moment on they were on mission. Spent the evening mixing beer and shots, and by about 1:00 my buddies were getting ****** because I wasn't even showing signs of being phased. Then they ordered the boilermaker. Downed that like I downed everything else that night, but at that point I hit the brick wall. Eyes went glassy, face went pale. Apparently I had a few more shots and a few more beers after that. I have no idea how many times I puked that evening, all I remember is at least once at the bar and once at my parent's house (and to this day I still feel guilty about my dad having to clean up my puke at 3:00 in the morning). I actually have no idea how I got into my parents' house that evening, actually. I was so far gone my friends weren't sure if the next time they saw me was at my funeral, that's how alcohol-poisoned they thought I was. It took me more than a day and a half to get that crap out of my system and be able to eat solid foods again. I'm pretty sure I screwed up my ability to vomit that evening as well - I have not thrown up since, not even for food poisoning or stomach viruses.
 
Alcohol Education Program in Old RCA BWR hall with Ames PD giving us breathalyzer tests. Three of us each with a bottle, one guy had BV. I had a bottle of Vodka, and a gal RA had a bottle of Vodka. Well after a 8 shots I still passed the breathalyzer test. Well the problem was they never told us to stop and I think I finished the bottle. The guy with the bottle of BV ended up passing out and p'ing in his closet. The RA missed her final the next morning. I must have been on the verge of alcohol poisoning as I could not eat or drink anything until the next night. I just remember spitting on people and getting into a fight with someone girlfriend. I woke up the next morning on my loft with my roommate's girlfriend on laying across from me with nothing on but a vertical smile!! To this day I have no idea what happened!!
 
Not the most drunk, but a favorite... after Tanqueray for my birthday, kicking field goals on the sideway being Alex Giffords. Three steps back, two to the left. It's up! It's GOOD!
 
Last night, still hungover puked once earlier, and now feel like puking again. Anyone know any remedies besides not drinking last night?
 
jdoggivjc said:
2003, a few months after I graduated from ISU, my 25th birthday. I made the mistake of telling my buddies that I had never puked because of drinking, and from that moment on they were on mission. Spent the evening mixing beer and shots, and by about 1:00 my buddies were getting ****** because I wasn't even showing signs of being phased. Then they ordered the boilermaker. Downed that like I downed everything else that night, but at that point I hit the brick wall. Eyes went glassy, face went pale. Apparently I had a few more shots and a few more beers after that. I have no idea how many times I puked that evening, all I remember is at least once at the bar and once at my parent's house (and to this day I still feel guilty about my dad having to clean up my puke at 3:00 in the morning). I actually have no idea how I got into my parents' house that evening, actually. I was so far gone my friends weren't sure if the next time they saw me was at my funeral, that's how alcohol-poisoned they thought I was. It took me more than a day and a half to get that crap out of my system and be able to eat solid foods again. I'm pretty sure I screwed up my ability to vomit that evening as well - I have not thrown up since, not even for food poisoning or stomach viruses.
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That last sentence sounds like a challenge sir.
 
During the ISU UCONN football game this year got **** faced at Okoboji Grill and puked in my wifes car on the way home...............................not cool she was super ******!!!.
 
Drunkest I have ever been was a night I was drinking everclear ended up getting the cops called on me by our buddy "we love the cyclones" he's the biggest ****** I have ever seen. Anyways I ended up breaking my finger and had to get 3 pins in it. Drunk tanks don't give you pillows.
 
My story comes from being at Dan McCarney's house on his final game night. The short story is that I told him that I couldn't move the firetruck out of his driveway and that I was getting a ride home. He said that's alright I can still get out for work in the morning. That's when I apparently told him, work? you don't have a job. Needless to say I don't remember saying that. I was told by the guy that drove me home. I felt so terrible about that. I sent him an email the next day and he was really cool about it.
 
stateofmind said:
My story comes from being at Dan McCarney's house on his final game night. The short story is that I told him that I couldn't move the firetruck out of his driveway and that I was getting a ride home. He said that's alright I can still get out for work in the morning. That's when I apparently told him, work? you don't have a job. Needless to say I don't remember saying that. I was told by the guy that drove me home. I felt so terrible about that. I sent him an email the next day and he was really cool about it.
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We've got a nice drunk haha
 
Always handled it pretty well until I tried to impress the hottie, hippie chick... you can end up face down pretty quick...
 
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