Ha my friend puked after his desig driver got pulled over...and he asked the cop if he could have a sip of his big gulp! I still laugh at that...oh the cop said no
One time I was drunk off beer and Yukon Jack at a party. I was sloppy and everyone could tell I was gonna throw up at one point. I was slouched in a chair in the kitchen when it hit me.
I didn't move an inch, except for my arm to the table, where I grabbed an empty beer bottle. I closed my lips tight, threw up in my mouth, and spit it into the bottle. I repeated this until I had about a bottle and a half of vomit and my tummy calmed down, then I took them outside and put them in the trash.
I returned to the kitchen and sat back in the chair. I looked to the entry way of the living room and there stood the owner of the house with about a 3 foot octagonal aluminum bar in his hands, staring at me. Not wanting to wake up lumped up, I knew I had to do something.
He was like 5'6, 140lbs, so I had about 4" and 100lbs on him. I walked over, grabbed the bar from his hands and said, "Whattaya plan to do with this?" His eyes got wide and he stepped back. I hit myself on the head with it 3-4 times, pretty stiff, then I handed it back to him. "If you were planning to do that, you either need something bigger or some help."
I woke up in the kitchen the next morning hung over as hell, with no injuries. After that night dude was always super friendly to me and I stopped drinking Yukon Jack. I tried switching to Old Grand Dad, but that stuff tastes like shoe polish strained through a used gym sock.
only time i ever had a Mimosa, was brunch in Santa Cruz, 2010.
when i was 19, my friend taught me the art of having an "Iron Stomach". u'd chase every shot w/ milk. if that didn't make u puke, u were gold.
i have a gnarly scar above my left eye, from face planting into the stage @ a Blitzkid show. 3/4's of skin outta my knee from when i hit the cement from too much absinthe. & glass debris still stuck in my elbow from falling on a glass bottle outside a Steel Panther's show & the HOB.
i'm a hot mess, but i never once puked from alcohol.
Oooo. I think someone was crawling in from mimosa overload monday or am Iassuming too much Enty?;)
Never been sloppy drunk but boy oh boy there were some party circuit days and nights that were a blur. Full moon, great company, blaring awesome band, drinks a flowing. That's living.
Wr used to go to a Mimosa breakfast buffet at the former MGM Grand. Yummy
ReplyDeletesay whut now
ReplyDeleteThe same rule applies to 50 cent shots of schnapps.
ReplyDeleteBut if you lean your head out the window and puke when your friend is pulled over, you get off.
Ha my friend puked after his desig driver got pulled over...and he asked the cop if he could have a sip of his big gulp! I still laugh at that...oh the cop said no
DeletePuke and rally!
ReplyDeleteIve mastered the art of puking out the window of a moving car.
ReplyDeleteJanuary Jones, is that you?
ReplyDeleteOne time I was drunk off beer and Yukon Jack at a party. I was sloppy and everyone could tell I was gonna throw up at one point. I was slouched in a chair in the kitchen when it hit me.
ReplyDeleteI didn't move an inch, except for my arm to the table, where I grabbed an empty beer bottle. I closed my lips tight, threw up in my mouth, and spit it into the bottle. I repeated this until I had about a bottle and a half of vomit and my tummy calmed down, then I took them outside and put them in the trash.
I returned to the kitchen and sat back in the chair. I looked to the entry way of the living room and there stood the owner of the house with about a 3 foot octagonal aluminum bar in his hands, staring at me. Not wanting to wake up lumped up, I knew I had to do something.
He was like 5'6, 140lbs, so I had about 4" and 100lbs on him. I walked over, grabbed the bar from his hands and said, "Whattaya plan to do with this?" His eyes got wide and he stepped back. I hit myself on the head with it 3-4 times, pretty stiff, then I handed it back to him. "If you were planning to do that, you either need something bigger or some help."
I woke up in the kitchen the next morning hung over as hell, with no injuries. After that night dude was always super friendly to me and I stopped drinking Yukon Jack. I tried switching to Old Grand Dad, but that stuff tastes like shoe polish strained through a used gym sock.
ahh Mimosa Sunday buffets...
ReplyDeleteonly time i ever had a Mimosa, was brunch in Santa Cruz, 2010.
ReplyDeletewhen i was 19, my friend taught me the art of having an "Iron Stomach".
u'd chase every shot w/ milk. if that didn't make u puke, u were gold.
i have a gnarly scar above my left eye, from face planting into the stage @ a Blitzkid show.
3/4's of skin outta my knee from when i hit the cement from too much absinthe.
& glass debris still stuck in my elbow from falling on a glass bottle outside a Steel Panther's show & the HOB.
i'm a hot mess, but i never once puked from alcohol.
Oooo. I think someone was crawling in from mimosa overload monday or am Iassuming too much Enty?;)
ReplyDeleteNever been sloppy drunk but boy oh boy there were some party circuit days and nights that were a blur. Full moon, great company, blaring awesome band, drinks a flowing. That's living.