Who knows, schoolies is on Saturday :naughtyd: wait and see

 

wait. shit nigga, you in aus? I'm going up to the gold coast on monday.

wait. shit nigga, you in aus? I'm going up to the gold coast on monday.

 

 

I don't drink cause I get drunk too easily. Probably cause i weigh like 50 kg's but #care people just seem to regret everything they do in the morning (like my friend trying to finger a chick he liked through her jeans)

 

Then it sucks when you have to walk someone about 5 k's when they're passed out and 20 kgs heavier than you.

funniest: got so wasted i took a shit in my friends sink

 

craziest: came back from a club and smashed the fuck out of a car, jumped on windshield, kicked the side mirros of a a car, pissed on the interiors, took hand break off and let the car roll down.

 

shittiest: got kicked out of a club, ripped the bouncers glasses off his head and broke them in half, him and 2 other bouncers beat the shit out of me, trying to fight back got my ribs fucked up

Favorite: Wandering 5 miles away from where I started drinking and not realizing it and then seeing a movie, simple but fun.

 

Worst: Drinking 151 until I puked fire.

 

 

Edit: Oh, you want specifics?

 

Favorite: I now remember a crazier/more fun time, It started off just me and a few friends hanging out with some 40s and some blunts because my friend thought it would be funny to act like black people. I pocketed the blunt because I am a jew and I felt like saving it for some other time. But I downed a couple 40s, they tasted pretty good for some reason. We decide to leave the house we were at because it was getting boring and thought we would go to this one friend's gf's house which was really only like a mile but all of us were too buzzed/and or stoney to drive so we just started walking.

 

We got to a beverage warehouse (by that time I think we had only passed the gf's house by a few blocks) at which we restocked on boozed. We got some better drink (namely this generic vodka that my friend raves about gorchemski or some shit like that) it probly tasted awfull but by that point it was sort of like watering mud. We get sidetracked once again and started wandering down the main street in search of some food and thinking we would try and trekk to the top of this huge hill that contained a really weird secret gated community.

 

We went into carls jr and got the munchies special (2 chicken sandwhiches 1$ each with BBQ sauce on the side and a coke). For some reason I wasnt hungry so I decided to put the sandwhiches in my coat pockets (it was cold so I was wearing a peacoat lol). So we head off to the top of the hill to seek out an entrance to the secret society. Its really weird, it has no real visible name, just a HUGE (10 ft tall) gate and 2 guards who are pretty scary looking. its built on a steep hill so it was hard finding a way in but we found a part that you could jump down into where there was part of a garden filled with really tall flowers. We tried to be stealthy but it was kind of hard to be stealthy at 7pm drunk off our asses. We walked around a bit and it was really quiet even though it was pretty damn early, no kids or anything. All the houses looked identical on the exterior and almost every house had it's lights off . Then we came across a house that had a really prominant blue light shining from all the windows, it had open bay windows you could clearly see through and it looked like someone was moving in or out. And there was something that looked like a rocking chair way in the back of the house that creeped me out for some reason.

 

We kept walking and ended up at a gate and beyond the gate was what looked like a service entrance for the matainence people, we went through the small gate and the service entrance and walked down a winding path for what felt like 5 minutes and ended up on a main street which we followed down back to the carls jr we had left from. Long story short: we went back to my friend's gf's house and smoked some more, I was really happy cause I still had the chicken sandwhiches and then we watched spongebob squarepants for 3 hours straight.

I don't drink.

worst:

 

almost got killed by a guy with a samurai sword because i wouldnt stfu out the front of his home

Best : Staying up till 8 am putting old carpets all over peoples cars while drinking 151. Hitting two chicks and then sleep 14 hours.

 

Worst : Puking 151 out my nose right when a friend was lighting his cigarette lighter. resulting in a few burns.

Best : Staying up till 8 am putting old carpets all over peoples cars while drinking 151. Hitting two chicks and then sleep 14 hours.

 

Worst : Puking 151 out my nose right when a friend was lighting his cigarette lighter. resulting in a few burns.

 

God 151 is like an abusive relationship, you know it will end up hurting you but you keep going back to it in hopes of it being as good as the best time youve had with it.

Favorite: I now remember a crazier/more fun time, It started off just me and a few friends hanging out with some 40s and some blunts because my friend thought it would be funny to act like black people. I pocketed the blunt because I am a jew and I felt like saving it for some other time. But I downed a couple 40s, they tasted pretty good for some reason. We decide to leave the house we were at because it was getting boring and thought we would go to this one friend's gf's house which was really only like a mile but all of us were too buzzed/and or stoney to drive so we just started walking.

 

We got to a beverage warehouse (by that time I think we had only passed the gf's house by a few blocks) at which we restocked on boozed. We got some better drink (namely this generic vodka that my friend raves about gorchemski or some shit like that) it probly tasted awfull but by that point it was sort of like watering mud. We get sidetracked once again and started wandering down the main street in search of some food and thinking we would try and trekk to the top of this huge hill that contained a really weird secret gated community.

 

We went into carls jr and got the munchies special (2 chicken sandwhiches 1$ each with BBQ sauce on the side and a coke). For some reason I wasnt hungry so I decided to put the sandwhiches in my coat pockets (it was cold so I was wearing a peacoat lol). So we head off to the top of the hill to seek out an entrance to the secret society. Its really weird, it has no real visible name, just a HUGE (10 ft tall) gate and 2 guards who are pretty scary looking. its built on a steep hill so it was hard finding a way in but we found a part that you could jump down into where there was part of a garden filled with really tall flowers. We tried to be stealthy but it was kind of hard to be stealthy at 7pm drunk off our asses. We walked around a bit and it was really quiet even though it was pretty damn early, no kids or anything. All the houses looked identical on the exterior and almost every house had it's lights off . Then we came across a house that had a really prominant blue light shining from all the windows, it had open bay windows you could clearly see through and it looked like someone was moving in or out. And there was something that looked like a rocking chair way in the back of the house that creeped me out for some reason.

 

We kept walking and ended up at a gate and beyond the gate was what looked like a service entrance for the matainence people, we went through the small gate and the service entrance and walked down a winding path for what felt like 5 minutes and ended up on a main street which we followed down back to the carls jr we had left from. Long story short: we went back to my friend's gf's house and smoked some more, I was really happy cause I still had the chicken sandwhiches and then we watched spongebob squarepants for 3 hours straight.

 

 

That is by far the most boring story I have ever read. I wish I didn't read it.

Favorite: Wandering 5 miles away from where I started drinking and not realizing it and then seeing a movie, simple but fun.

 

Worst: Drinking 151 until I puked fire.

 

 

Edit: Oh, you want specifics?

 

Favorite: I now remember a crazier/more fun time, It started off just me and a few friends hanging out with some 40s and some blunts because my friend thought it would be funny to act like black people. I pocketed the blunt because I am a jew and I felt like saving it for some other time. But I downed a couple 40s, they tasted pretty good for some reason. We decide to leave the house we were at because it was getting boring and thought we would go to this one friend's gf's house which was really only like a mile but all of us were too buzzed/and or stoney to drive so we just started walking.

 

We got to a beverage warehouse (by that time I think we had only passed the gf's house by a few blocks) at which we restocked on boozed. We got some better drink (namely this generic vodka that my friend raves about gorchemski or some shit like that) it probly tasted awfull but by that point it was sort of like watering mud. We get sidetracked once again and started wandering down the main street in search of some food and thinking we would try and trekk to the top of this huge hill that contained a really weird secret gated community.

 

We went into carls jr and got the munchies special (2 chicken sandwhiches 1$ each with BBQ sauce on the side and a coke). For some reason I wasnt hungry so I decided to put the sandwhiches in my coat pockets (it was cold so I was wearing a peacoat lol). So we head off to the top of the hill to seek out an entrance to the secret society. Its really weird, it has no real visible name, just a HUGE (10 ft tall) gate and 2 guards who are pretty scary looking. its built on a steep hill so it was hard finding a way in but we found a part that you could jump down into where there was part of a garden filled with really tall flowers. We tried to be stealthy but it was kind of hard to be stealthy at 7pm drunk off our asses. We walked around a bit and it was really quiet even though it was pretty damn early, no kids or anything. All the houses looked identical on the exterior and almost every house had it's lights off . Then we came across a house that had a really prominant blue light shining from all the windows, it had open bay windows you could clearly see through and it looked like someone was moving in or out. And there was something that looked like a rocking chair way in the back of the house that creeped me out for some reason.

 

We kept walking and ended up at a gate and beyond the gate was what looked like a service entrance for the matainence people, we went through the small gate and the service entrance and walked down a winding path for what felt like 5 minutes and ended up on a main street which we followed down back to the carls jr we had left from. Long story short: we went back to my friend's gf's house and smoked some more, I was really happy cause I still had the chicken sandwhiches and then we watched spongebob squarepants for 3 hours straight.

 

 

you know the story sucks if it ends like that, thats why i always read the end first plus it makes it even worse if the story ends with him being happy lol

I've had a few, both good and bad, but the worst one was probably last night:

 

Sitting in the pub with a few friends, chatting and having a pint or 2, when someone decides to get a round of shots of Jack Daniel's. This is when it all went downhill. Cue us necking shots of various types of whisky from about 1pm until near enough 11pm, followed by the worst night I've ever had. I was sitting up all night puking my guts out along with loads of bits of tobacco:thinker: and any water I drank to try and make myself feel better. I had the mother of hangovers and i can still taste the sick in my mouth..

 

A good experience I had was a gig at a local club, bought about 32 tinnies (cans of beer for you non-UK people) got shitfaced, necked about 1/4 of a bottle of Jack Daniel's, then my throat felt as if it was on fire so I (stupidly) drank about 1/4 of a bottle of Smirnoff vodka thinking it was water. After the burning wore off I felt great, except me and my friends weren't allowed into the club because we were too drunk >_> so we just sat in the grounds and skinned up a few joints. No hangover, and my friend still doesn't know we camped in his garden while he was on holiday in Luxembourg

skvermillion13

 

 

 

 

Your story about the mom is a complete lie, don't give me that shit.

 

 

 

But anyways I couldn't even tell you my best, I've been drunk every weekend and enough weekdays forthe past 3 years..... But the worst..... Had to be 2 summers ago when I went to Dominican Republic, anyone who drinks here has to know Ron Don 151 Overproof, I had a 40 and a half all too myself, changing from shots to rum and cokes, and a couple tequila shots throughout the night...... So I was holding myself up until about 2 am, were in the club with my sister and brother in law, told me I was dancign with these 2 fatass girls, then I was with these next chicks whose boyfriends were sitting right there watchign me grind their girls and shit, so they pulled me out, I started ccussing the most random shit they eveer heard and bro0ught me back to my room..... Then they told me the story of how the durty spaghetti I ate, how it looked the exact same for the 4 hours I was puking.

 

I didn't remeber any of it, and got right back in the game with a nice cool rum n coke for breakfast. :)

you know the story sucks if it ends like that, thats why i always read the end first plus it makes it even worse if the story ends with him being happy lol

 

Soz I lead a very boring life :(.

my worst was:

drunk 2 boxes of beer with 2 buddies, went into town, drank some more tequila and beer. Decided to walk home, tried to steal a traffic light and just as it came down I got arrested.

 

Woke up with a huge hangover in a police cell and a 400 euro fine...

Best experience - beers all day and shots later at night then hooking up with a random girl at ocean city.

 

Worst - Having a party at my house and passing out after challenging someone to a drinking contest of nothing but straight vlad.

worst: drinking 6 beers then 15 shots of vodka, i basically straight chugged HRD, and that shit is nail polish. i woke up with my sink flooded because i had puked in it and left the water on, cops were standing in my room and i was being checked out by paramedics. ended up getting nothing but a warning, gg.

 

best: germany during the world cup. was with friends in a small town for a school exchange. we drank so much beer and absinthe it was rediculous. i woke up in a german girls bed and i hardly knew the language.:facesj:

bwahah. noice thread k?

 

man i've had so many, been going to clubs since i was 15 (40 sould know what it's like in UK, the goverment is so laid back compared to us and the rest of europe) getting into nightclubs when i used to live in London was PISS easy i looked young tbh and still got into raves, and alllways pubs, we have the slaggiest girls down here though (Birmingham). who would fuck anywhere aslong as they were fucked

 

AMEN TO THAT BROTHER