[Closed] When was the last time you were properly drunk?

Maybe I'm growing up!!

Maybe.

LOL

Maybe not 😉

About 10 years ago

Didn't throw up, but was completely rat arsed by the end of our wedding four weeks ago. Didn't think I'd drunk that much but was very green the next morning....

more than 10 years ago. Stopped drinking to point of getting drunk when I was about 22 / 23 year old

At a mates wedding in Italy, 2 years ago. I don't usually lose control, I'll get drunk, but am always able to appear and act pretty sober. This time around I was a-holed. Wasn't sick, but felt like turd for the next 2 days after.

The older I get the less inclined I am to do it, I prefer a few beers, or a good glug of wine with a meal rather than a session.

Never.

1996. Not touched a drop since.

Didn't throw up, but was completely rat arsed by the end of our wedding four weeks ago. Didn't think I'd drunk that much but was very green the next morning....

genuine question and honestly not a dig, do you think you enjoyed your wedding more because you were drunk?

throwing up through over drinking? might well have been stag night. Hm. 20th wedding anniversary next month, so...

Was close on a number of occasions since then, feeling rather 'peaky' 🙂 but not actually vomiting. Which might have been better really!

Saturday, at my cousin's wedding - was cruising quite nicely until we pulled the trigger on Stellas for the last couple of pints. Like a mallet to the back of the head, that stuff.

Never?

Really? That can't be true.

**** off Jamie 😆

..good practise for married life, being drunk makes it more enjoyable.

1st June, 2013, after a rugby match.

No chundering, no falling over, mind you, but was utterly banjaxed.

last winter, had a lads day out at the rugby, started with a pint at breakfast and it went downhill from there. Wasn't falling around drunk but certainly jibbering more nonsense than normal.

I'd say that getting drunk is now a once a year activity for me at most.

Edinburgh festival a few weeks ago. Jaegerbombs - urghhh. 🙁

I drunk loads at my wedding (only weak ale though) but never felt drunk in the slightest and was fine the next morning (went biking 🙂 ). I sort of wish I hadn't though as I think I might remember it better.

A mates wedding in June. Total mess, for the first time in ages, but was once a regular occurrence, it's just the way of young farmers.

I'm 25 and already hangovers are getting harder to shake off, plus I don't like wasting weekends, spend 5 days at work, then why spend 1/2 of your time off feeling shit whilst you recover???

Sunday night before last (I think). Started doing shots and dancing to Highland Sessions on DVD.

The crazy life of suburbia.

Stockport real ale festival last year. Ended up crawling home on me hands and knees. V unusual for me to get like that - think I had a bad pint (the 15th one).

i dont remember.

good chance it was in the last month, apparently the tequilas were a step too far on a sunday evening.

Ok so now I look like some drunk bum. ha ha

Necking lemon vod when your 16 feels like rebellion, not so much when your 22 ( god I sound like my dad)

LoLing at Gary lager, never had to crawl home, that's...wow

Last year.
I got drunk celebrating the end of a college course
Fell asleep on a Tram that goes past my apartment in Vienna.
After midnight the trams change line. I ended up about 30k from where I was trying to get to at 2 in the morning.
Mrs iolo was so happy to get a call at that time to come and pick me up.

March this year.

No chucking up etc (don't do that) but did fall off my bike and cut my top lip.

I was sporting a Hitler styleee tash scab for a few weeks 😆

The Summer of 1989, probably June but could have been July.

Tried to pick a fight with two US marines over a girl, got hit by a moped, fell asleep in a kneeling position with my face resting against a tree and got woken up by chickens pecking at my ankles and staring at my own vomit.

Thought it was as good a point as any to bow out.

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Never missed drinking either, never really liked the taste and only drank to get drunk. Once I realised that I didn't want to get drunk anymore I stopped drinking alcohol altogether.

20 years ago.

I was a total pisshead back then. 😳

Never?

Really? That can't be true.

I've no idea why everyone keeps saying that. Alcoholic drinks to me taste and smell foul mostly, and if I find one that tastes tolerable and I force it down I get a really nasty headache after a few sips without feeling happy, silly or uninhibited.

So I've not got much incentive to drink any more!

emsz - getting old doesn't mean not getting drunk. It just means doing it on fine wine and G&T's at posh restaurants.

Oh, and never trust anyone who's not willing to get drunk with you.

emsz your 22 you have a few more years of it in you surely

For me to get to steaming and falling over would take perhaps as much as 3 whole pints.

Must be about 10 years when i was last that drunk and I probably drink about 10 pints a year if that and cannot recall having more than 2 tbh any time recently.

muppetWrangler - Member

The Summer of 1989, probably June but could have been July.

Tried to pick a fight with two US marines over a girl, got hit by a moped, fell asleep in a kneeling position with my face resting against a tree and got woken up by chickens pecking at my ankles and staring at my own vomit.

Thought it was as good a point as any to bow out.

Lol. I too will bow out if I ever reach this sort of level.

Friday night on a date..... I know, but we were both chatting away and drinking. We hadn't noticed how squiffy we both were until we stepped outside. She challenged me to a race to her flat she took the lift, I took the stairs. Needless to say I fell up the 5 flights. She won.

Felt quite sick in the morning. I hate feeling/being sick and can't do hangovers. I only had 4 pints which normally I'm ok with. I blame the first pint of copper dragon golden pippin, it was flat, no head, it wasn't right

She won.

Did you give her a special prize?

Although I'm apparently not a different special snowflake, just so you know 🙂

genuine question and honestly not a dig, do you think you enjoyed your wedding more because you were drunk?

I didn't realise I was until the band finished and we were milling around waiting for Taxis when it became apparent I could no longer walk in a straight line, or climb stairs. Up until then I'd have sworn I was barely tipsy. So can't really comment. Did enjoy the whole day though, it all went perfectly.

I didn't enjoy the next morning though, had to leave breakfast twice to stand outside the hotel in the rain for fear of throwing up.

CFH a gentleman never tells, a cad however would say oh yes

This morning

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SSUK this year. Several pub stops on way round with Tyler from Surly, then the afternoon/evening at the Square and Compass. Was a very difficult ride back to the campsite!
Felt awful the next day packing the awning away and had to get my wife to drive home...

Last time I was mega pissed up I had to do the walk of shame with a banging head, haven't felt up to it since.

Molly, have you tried other ways? Mdma, stuff like that?

Junky, probably but I'm skint which doesn't help.

I was like Molgrips. Couldn't stand the taste/smell of most booze especially beer and lager. However when I hit 30 my tastes changed, I started drinking and enjoying beer, sadly now have the gunt growing to prove it. Still hate getting drunk and will stop when feel tipsy

Long enough ago that I can't remember. These days I get tired after a couple of glasses of wine and just want to sit in front of the TV or go to bed. That's bad news when you are supposed to be out at the pub with mates or at a nice restaurant for a wedding anniversary meal. At least I made it back from both without dozing off.

These days I steer clear of booze. It makes keeping fit and sleeping well a lot easier.

Molly, have you tried other ways? Mdma, stuff like that?

Nope, doesn't appeal.

"last Xmas I gave you my hurl, but he very next day you gave it away"

Xmas just gone, celebration for a very sucessful year all told and MrsBouy & I drank far too many cocktails in Plateau in That Canary Wharf.. dear God did we feel rough the following day.. not been anywhere near that drunk since, in fact we don't drink that much acchhualllyyyy... 😉

Anyone else thirsty? *smacks lips*

Just up after a night shift, off for 2 days, it's raining....... Pub?

Given the wide variety of shots we were having in OHSO and Dr. Brighton's weekend before last, I [u]should[/u] have been drunk but for some reason I felt fine. Almost disappointed. Fab night, though!!

Rachel

This morning

You been looking at my wedding photos?

Been a few years for me to, although might be getting wasted tonight...

My stag do. 1973 I think it was.

For me to get to steaming and falling over would take perhaps as much as 3 whole pints.

This. About 3 years ago, ended up home at 3.30am after leaving a pair of Oakley Juliets in a gay bar., then I realised at 6.30am that a hangover with kids about is bad for me as its is for them, and heavy drinking impacts my much more limited bike time. And I entered my 40's.

I'm with molgrips here, never been drunk.

I've just never seen the appeal of it at all.

When I lived in Hamburg, so 2003-04.

€0.50 tequila and sambuca shots were a bad, bad thing...

So, me and rach then? The rest of you lot are lightweights

You just want to get Rach drunk and get in her knickers 😛

Houns !! 😳

Bit hungover today actually. 😳

But Emsz: [i]properly[/i] drunk involves violence, police and/or medical intervention, involuntary defecation, damage to property, the severing of relationships and a complete inability to remember anything the next day.

Ah, happy days...

I'm sure her email is in her profile

Anyway.... Booze...

emsz - Member
So, me and rach then? The rest of you lot are middle aged forum trolls

FTFY.

About 6 months ago, and before that, 3 years earlier. But that was the first time in almost 20 years. My excuse in the most recent case was that I was continually being handed vodka, and it was impossible to refuse. Almost literally. To refuse would have been like being in France and saying I was a vegetarian.

Got utterly trashed at a conference in Czech in April. Free wine plus loads of stress over the previous weeks meant I was [i]so in the mood[/i]. I could barely stand by the end though at around 5am.

Felt so awful afterward that I didn't drink anything for about 3 months.. 😆

At a work "awayday" in July. It involved beer and curry in Birmingham on a Tuesday night and although I felt at the time like I'd stopped drinking before I got too drunk, my inability to keep anything down the next morning rather proved that I hadn't. Sadly there were colleagues in breakfast who couldn't understand why I had about a spoonful of cereal and a sip of coffee before disappearing and I missed my train back to Leeds, reappearing in the office over an hour after everyone else.

Whoops.

That was a bit of a wake up call, and since then I've cut my drinking significantly with no midweek drinking and one 14 day spell where I didn't touch a drop. I'm not intending to give up completely but I am trying to be far more sensible about it.

Hmm,..........well I'm not entirely sure of the last time. Possibly St Pauls carnival in July in Bristol but no hurling.

I got very very very smashed on my stag weekend in April. I had a sober January and have been barely drinking since so I tried to train for the stag weekend by having a couple of bottles of wine or cider a night for a week before. I think it helped but in all honesty I was never going to be able to make myself immune! There are only a couple of bits I don't remember (which was probably for the best because it was being abused by my mates in a bar and whipped with my belt by some strippers) but there was no puking. oh, actually there was one little puke. I kept getting forced to have 3 jager bombs in a row. The third time this happended, I could tell on the 2nd jager that it wasn't settling right so I necked the 3rd and headed to the loo for a tactical chunder. Seemed to work.

Edit: I did somehow manage to get up in the night, take my clothes off, wet the floor and then get into my mates bed with him, all while asleep!

I barely drank on the day I got married, I spent most of the day refusing drinks because I wanted to remember it and also we had a very long wedding. We had hired a club for after the reception, and then had an afterparty when the club shut so got to bed at about 14;30.

Really, properly, can't remember what happened drunk? Halloween 2005. Had a hangover for 3 days.

Drunk enough to fall over? May just gone.

Merrily pissed? About a month ago.

It's my work leaving do in 5ish weeks, we'll see how far up the scale I go...

Sorry to spoil your dream, Houns, but I'm very happily spoken for... 🙂

Rachel

Never?

Really? That can't be true.

why not? genuine question, why is it so surprising that there may be people who have never got steaming drunk?

anyway, for me it was new year's eve 1988. and i've never touched a drop since. i just decided that enough was enough. and i've never sampled any other so-called recreational substances as, like molly, i never saw the attraction.

About 2 weeks ago for my birthday, I was in Tenerife with the missus and a mate and his missus. As I'd just turned 22 it seemed like the done thing whilst abroad so me and my mate went for a 'walk' and returned 4 hours and about 8 pints later with change from a tenner (1 euro a pint!). I was pretty merry by this point so we thought we'd hit Las americas for a few cocktails with the good ladies. However, I stupidly told the barman it was my birthday and so ended up having to down a dirty pint, not sure what was in that one. Don't really remember much after this point but apparently in the next bar they did the same again but this one had 7 spirits topped up with baileys and beer. Somehow i managed to drink it AND keep it down (probably my downfall) but i was in such a state that i had to be put to bed. It was half 12.

The next couple of days I couldn't even look at alcohol without my stomach burning. Horrendous.

[i]But Emsz: properly drunk involves violence, police and/or medical intervention, involuntary defecation, damage to property, the severing of relationships and a complete inability to remember anything the next day.
Ah, happy days...[/i]

Ha ha you know my mate Stevie then?

Never been arrested, but got memory blanks ( and funny looks and unexplained huffs from mates)

Best part of 10 years I think. Finally figured out how to stop just before the precipice 😆

dads funeral back in march, funnily enough he claim to have never been drunk 😳

Notting Hill Carnival a couple of weeks ago. I had to be carried through the tube station. But other factors were involved too 😳

Really smashed where a friend needed a trip in an ambulance and their stomach pumped - July 2007 - in Morzine on my brothers stag do.

Started badly with boxes of cheap wine, went down hill from there ending with green shots being drunk.

Left the bar - have vague recollections of wandering round Morzine on my own. Woke up fully clothed on my bed. Stinking hangover. The door to our chalet and bikes left wide open. Various people missing. Friend phoned from a hospital - he couldn't speak French, had been 'dealt with' whilst drunk include having a head cut stapled together and he wanted to leave asap.

Cue 3 hung over lads making a tour of the hospitals around Lake Geneva trying to find him. We did discover a french grot shop and one of the doctors at a hospital we visited was called Dr Fromage which amused us greatly - till we found him sheltering in a bus stop.

Not particularly proud of that session and have avoided being that bad ever since.

On the bright side i went out for a ride in the afternoon afterwards and discovered the great riding out behind Mont Chery so not all bad.

Given the wide variety of shots we were having in OHSO and Dr. Brighton's weekend before last, I should have been drunk but for some reason I felt fine. Almost disappointed. Fab night, though!!

Think I've got to that stage, went out the other week (the 'about a month ago' I eluded to above), me and my usual drinking buddy decided we weren't going to drink (we were out for a meal) turns out us not drinking is several beers ('its only beer') and a similar amount of double jd and cokes ('it's just pop, innit') followed by shots. 😳 Got back to the hotel, felt fine, no hangover the next day, thanks to experience of what to do to avoid aforementioned hangovers.

STW night out anyone?

Just before Christmas last year. It was best mates funeral that combined in to a once in generation gathering of school friends who went their seperate ways in the early nineties.

We all realised we were drunk and were making our farewells at 9.30 then there was a bottle of champagne and I was home at 1am. It was ugly.

My all time low point was Kavos 1990. When you wake up in the middle of the night in a Greek garden with a dog snarling in your face, something has gone wrong. There are hours of my memory that have never returned.

2 thursdays ago at a mates funeral.
we were told by his family beforehand that we were not to mourn and be sad, that we had to use the day to celebrate.
saw friends who i had not seen for over 30yrs, we had a fantastic boozy knees up for him, which he would have loved.
rip Jules.... 8)

The last time I vommed because of alkyhol was day two of my stag do.

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I was supposed to be picking up a mate from Pitlochry station but had to get someone else to drive. If you've ever driven the road from Pitlochry to Kinloch Rannoch, you'll understand why I puked...

Our summer evening out from work last August miss llama said she would pick me up was not too please when I rang her up at 3 am though 😳

I apparently I tried it on with one of the girls from production and was going to throw a lad in a canal,I can remember n...o..t..h..i..n..g 😉

In fact, you may peruse the whole car crash of a stag do is you wish...

Weekend before last. Ive been gradually getting worse/more drunk on nights out I think and the hangovers are getting more painful. I have bruises on my arse from falling over all night 😀 we did a pub crawl of all the grotty pubs in Kettering with a minimum of a pint in each. Then out in town afterwards, I got in at 5. Word of advice, never go to the Alexandra Arms, it stinks of armpits and wet dog.

Haha jp I went to kavos with my mates a few months ago it was awesome! Halfway through the week was an all time low of hangover/exhaustion and the shame of seeing the state of the girl I woke up next to 😆 1hr free bar and getting in the foam party in the afternoon sorted me out a treat though!

25th April 1995, I was 23.

3 weeks ago. My mates from Australia came over on a European tour (live dubstep band) I put them gig on at a local venue. I never really drink more than two pints or a couple of glasses of wine.

People were buying us drinks all night...I missed my lift home so needed to get a taxi, apparently I wasn't happy with any of the quoted prices so called my wife at 3am in the morning to come and pick me up even though I'd got mote than enough for a taxi!

It took me about a day to be able to eat anything and three days before I felt back to normal-still off alcohol now! I didn't vom, but was falling over and last week I was looking on my phone through some videos of the night...the last one ends with a very pretty pissed up girl dancing then getting her boobs out! Wont be showing that to Mrs B!

Prior to that it was 2012 when I was last drunk.

I made an admirable effort on the summer solstice this year, culminating in staggering through the door dazed and confused at 8am the following morning to find the mother in law watching the kids whilst Mrs yunki rushed off late to work..

I earnt some time on the dog house for that little escapade I can assure you..

I don't get drunk very often for obvious reasons

About 2 months ago. Brother-in-law and I decided to go for a little ride (well, that's what the girls thought). We basically did a pub crawl and 5 pubs in 3 miles.

Decided that they would realise that we'd had a few so the best way to cover this up was to hit the vodka shots when we got back at 2pm in the afternoon...and continued on all day/evening.

Long story short, I slept in the garden (****ted), woke up in the morning, threw up down the side of the garage. Rough for 2 days...not drank a great deal since then!

Time before I decided to walk 14 miles home in -4degrees (in suit, work shoes etc).

Don't get properly drunk very often, but when I do, tend to make stupid decisions. 😉