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Originally posted by Dj Armani The interesting thing is i cant remmeber all this.

HAHA Im actually Rolling on the Floor & Laughing

U had like 30 shots of vodka and Youre suprised that U dont remember anythning

anyway Ur story kinda reminds me my 30.04 party when one of my friends kept drinking and drinking.. then he fell under the table, but that didnt stop him he didnt get out of there, but he kept drinking from there

that story reminds me a saying: "never spit under the table. Your friend might be there"

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Originally posted by Dj Armani me and my cuz quickly took down 10 shots of vodka.

Why did you just sit and drink yourself into a state though ? Seems pretty pointless...

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easy one

2 years ago, i went to denmark with my soccerteam, to play in a cup.
anyways, the day after we arrived, we sat in our hotel room and began to drink.
as usual, i drink very fast, so lets just say that drinking 1 L of vodka (40%) in 20 minutes isn't too healthy
i dont remember shit from later on, only that i spent over 6 hours in and out of the bathroom the next day puking..
probably my worst drinking experience ever

*weee getting a bottle of vodka 2morrow* ---> *looking forward to next weekend*

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Originally posted by verminator easy one 2 years ago, i went to denmark with my soccerteam, to play in a cup. anyways, the day after we arrived, we sat in our hotel room and began to drink. as usual, i drink very fast, so lets just say that drinking 1 L of vodka (40%) in 20 minutes isn't too healthy i dont remember shit from later on, only that i spent over 6 hours in and out of the bathroom the next day puking.. probably my worst drinking experience ever *weee getting a bottle of vodka 2morrow* ---> *looking forward to next weekend*

shitt U guys drink wayy to much I bet If I would drink 0,5l of Vodka in lets say 1 hour then Id be as fucked

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It was last summer, I was drinking with my mate and 2 birds, I was very drunk, and we went to one of the bird's grandfather or something. Why we did that I don't know, since I was home alone. I woke up at about 9.30, and not long after that I threw out the window. After that, we started walking home, and after about 1 minute I threw up again. The way home was about 2 km, but it took for sure almost an hour to walk, because of the terrible hangover. I stopped and sat down a couple of times, laid down, threw up once again. When I finally got home, I tried drinking some Samarin and Jaffa to make myself feel better. At least that was what I tought, I threw up on the floor right after that, probably everything I drank the night before. Same thing as Orbax, I tried drinking something, but I just threw it up again, and couldn't eat for many hours.. I threw up 7 times that day.

I usually don't throw up, so this was really horrible.

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lol you alchoholics ! I only had two pints of Guiness today and i was feeling drunk

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I've woken up covered in some funny colours of puke before.

Worst night has to be the one in hospital. Started drinking in the local about 5pm, and in the next two hours I had about 12 pints, so we were really warming up. Come 7/8pm we met a big group from college, a few of them I knew, but most I didn't know that well. We decided drinking games would go down well, despite the fact this lot had just started their night. To cut a long story short, I had between 20 and 30 shots (estimates vary) of Red Aftershocks on top of the previous pints, and had to be carried out of the bar by my mates, asleep/unconscious. The last thing I remember is necking aftershocks and having a laugh. Apparently then I collapsed outside, got some nasty cuts and bruises on my legs. Got up several times, and appeared to be walking fine, but my legs gave in repeatedly. The ambulance came, one of my mates came with me, and stayed in the hospital until 2am. I still can't remember any of this, but apparently I puked red aftershock over him several times, and also chatted up the fit nurse. He says I even got up and went for a piss and somehow found the bogs without any directions. Beer compass working eh. God knows what was keeping me on my feet. I woke up at 6am, on my feet, being propped up by two nurses as they helped me into my Dad's car who was waiting at the hospital entrance. Puked up all the next day, and couldn't walk without extreme pain for three days. I could taste cinnamon for a few days too. Apparently if I hadn't woken up and got active, they were going to pump my stomach to get the alcohol out. That, I am told, involves a tube going through the throat and right into the stomach, and can make you ill for some time. Glad I escaped that one!

But all in all, it brought us a good few laughs

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Originally posted by evil_bastard I've woken up covered in some funny colours of puke before. Worst night has to be the one in hospital. Started drinking in the local about 5pm, and in the next two hours I had about 12 pints, so we were really warming up. Come 7/8pm we met a big group from college, a few of them I knew, but most I didn't know that well. We decided drinking games would go down well, despite the fact this lot had just started their night. To cut a long story short, I had between 20 and 30 shots (estimates vary) of Red Aftershocks on top of the previous pints, and had to be carried out of the bar by my mates, asleep/unconscious. The last thing I remember is necking aftershocks and having a laugh. Apparently then I collapsed outside, got some nasty cuts and bruises on my legs. Got up several times, and appeared to be walking fine, but my legs gave in repeatedly. The ambulance came, one of my mates came with me, and stayed in the hospital until 2am. I still can't remember any of this, but apparently I puked red aftershock over him several times, and also chatted up the fit nurse. He says I even got up and went for a piss and somehow found the bogs without any directions. Beer compass working eh. God knows what was keeping me on my feet. I woke up at 6am, on my feet, being propped up by two nurses as they helped me into my Dad's car who was waiting at the hospital entrance. Puked up all the next day, and couldn't walk without extreme pain for three days. I could taste cinnamon for a few days too. Apparently if I hadn't woken up and got active, they were going to pump my stomach to get the alcohol out. That, I am told, involves a tube going through the throat and right into the stomach, and can make you ill for some time. Glad I escaped that one! But all in all, it brought us a good few laughs

Tpypical GEORDIE, pissed bastard!!!!!


Isn't it fuckin amazing how those beer STLITS keep you standing when you feel like you should've collapsed!!