So I drank a fifth in 3 hrs at the Guthrie’s. Def spent the better half of the next two hours dying all over there bed. Blacked out after that so might have got laid but probably just threw up more all over myself.
.6 fresh was a nick name for a kid in HS that drank so much his blood alcohol in the hospital was .6
Moral of my CSB is make better decisions, you’re not in fucking HS anymore.
Side note: As a new rich pour I will be attending the shitty rose bowl, that now seems like a win for the dawgs, and will get so drunk that I’ll feel like I’m in HS again. Can’t wait to see you then BTP.
Make sure you can get some real drugs though, weeds for hippies.
So I drank a fifth in 3 hrs at the Guthrie’s. Def spent the better half of the next two hours dying all over there bed. Blacked out after that so might have got laid but probably just threw up more all over myself.
.6 fresh was a nick name for a kid in HS that drank so much his blood alcohol in the hospital was .6
Moral of my CSB is make better decisions, you’re not in fucking HS anymore.
Side note: As a new rich pour I will be attending the shitty rose bowl, that now seems like a win for the dawgs, and will get so drunk that I’ll feel like I’m in HS again. Can’t wait to see you then BTP.
Make sure you can get some real drugs though, weeds for hippies.
I once killed a fifth in Phoenix after sneaking into the Biltmore, then wandered off and fell into several pools on the way, losing an ounce of weed in the process. Came to at mcdonalds and called my friend to pick me up. He was wasted as shit so he got there promptly. I didn’t learn my lesson the next night and puked jager all over some poor ladys carpet. Then my friends stole her car and went for a joyride. Dad got the bill in the mail a month later and made me pay back every cent.
I once killed a fifth in Phoenix after sneaking into the Biltmore, then wandered off and fell into several pools on the way, losing an ounce of weed in the process. Came to at mcdonalds and called my friend to pick me up. He was wasted as shit so he got there promptly. I didn’t learn my lesson the next night and puked jager all over some poor ladys carpet. Then my friends stole her car and went for a joyride. Dad got the bill in the mail a month later and made me pay back every cent.
So I drank a fifth in 3 hrs at the Guthrie’s. Def spent the better half of the next two hours dying all over there bed. Blacked out after that so might have got laid but probably just threw up more all over myself.
.6 fresh was a nick name for a kid in HS that drank so much his blood alcohol in the hospital was .6
Moral of my CSB is make better decisions, you’re not in fucking HS anymore.
Side note: As a new rich pour I will be attending the shitty rose bowl, that now seems like a win for the dawgs, and will get so drunk that I’ll feel like I’m in HS again. Can’t wait to see you then BTP.
Make sure you can get some real drugs though, weeds for hippies.
I tried to puke in the toliet. I was so drunk I missed and puked all over the floor. Instead of cleaning it uo with toliet i used those like wax paper toliet seat covers to mop it all up. They clogged the toliet so I ran
Truth in drink: Being weaned on 3.2 per cent beer (Rainier, Oly, Heidelberg, Lucky) I was totally unprepared for the world. As a young private in the Army (your welcome) I was sent to Deutschland.
First thing the CO told us young whippers was we are restricted to barracks for one month. Later that first night, my new roomies took me into town for a beer. I had 5-6 Henninger flip top biers. Took me 3 days to get the elbows and knees to function correctly, closer to a week before I wanted to even see a bier. JFC - that bier must be 9% and at that young age (under age in the US) it was a killer.
“Remember when you were young enough to lie about how much you drank in an attempt to brag because you thought it made you look cooler to your friends?”
I blew 40 bucks at the touch tunes at the bar dive bar then realized I had to go back to the casino. My keys were in lost and found. Then I went into Jack in the box when they were closed but she felt bad for me and hookked me up.
I blew 40 bucks at the touch tunes at the bar dive bar then realized I had to go back to the casino. My keys were in lost and found. Then I went into Jack in the box when they were closed but she felt bad for me and hookked me up.
I am not ashamed of what I can or can't drink. At my PEAK a 12 pack of anything over 3.2 would ruin me for a day (assuming it was pounded not slow day drinking). That story I told about a 6 pack, a Cisco, and 3-4 mind erasers putting me into a catatonic state in a dumpster is 100%. If I ever drank a fifth, even during my drinking days (about 175 pounds back then sigh), I probably would have just died right there.
I blew 40 bucks at the touch tunes at the bar dive bar then realized I had to go back to the casino. My keys were in lost and found. Then I went into Jack in the box when they were closed but she felt bad for me and hookked me up.
Fuck you btp
Who eats at jack in the box ever, especially in Vegas?
Btp has nothing on my frat days. Black out then organize a 6 am 2 on 2 pickup bball game with two homeless guys from the ave and then pop off u gen z fag! Or better yet, get date raped.
Date raped by the homeless guys? Was it Dirty Mike and the boys?
I once killed a fifth in Phoenix after sneaking into the Biltmore, then wandered off and fell into several pools on the way, losing an ounce of weed in the process. Came to at mcdonalds and called my friend to pick me up. He was wasted as shit so he got there promptly. I didn’t learn my lesson the next night and puked jager all over some poor ladys carpet. Then my friends stole her car and went for a joyride. Dad got the bill in the mail a month later and made me pay back every cent.
I am not ashamed of what I can or can't drink. At my PEAK a 12 pack of anything over 3.2 would ruin me for a day (assuming it was pounded not slow day drinking). That story I told about a 6 pack, a Cisco, and 3-4 mind erasers putting me into a catatonic state in a dumpster is 100%. If I ever drank a fifth, even during my drinking days (about 175 pounds back then sigh), I probably would have just died right there.
This thread is starting to resemble the dick size thread. Lots of rationalization and acceptance.
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.6 fresh was a nick name for a kid in HS that drank so much his blood alcohol in the hospital was .6
Moral of my CSB is make better decisions, you’re not in fucking HS anymore.
Side note: As a new rich pour I will be attending the shitty rose bowl, that now seems like a win for the dawgs, and will get so drunk that I’ll feel like I’m in HS again. Can’t wait to see you then BTP.
Make sure you can get some real drugs though, weeds for hippies.
5'6" 150lb BTP is basically saying he drank 2 fifths worth of alcohol plus 500mg caffeine.
Sure you did kid, sure you did.
Without weed its alarming how much I can drink
Especially in my younger days
Same here. Without knocking back an edible, a cocktail after work can turn into Leaving Las Vegas faster than you can shake a stick at it.
Ain’t as good as I once was....
Being weaned on 3.2 per cent beer (Rainier, Oly, Heidelberg, Lucky) I was totally unprepared for the world.
As a young private in the Army (your welcome) I was sent to Deutschland.
First thing the CO told us young whippers was we are restricted to barracks for one month. Later that first night, my new roomies took me into town for a beer. I had 5-6 Henninger flip top biers. Took me 3 days to get the elbows and knees to function correctly, closer to a week before I wanted to even see a bier. JFC - that bier must be 9% and at that young age (under age in the US) it was a killer.
Plus the CO got pissed at us.
Fuck you btp
I am not ashamed of what I can or can't drink. At my PEAK a 12 pack of anything over 3.2 would ruin me for a day (assuming it was pounded not slow day drinking). That story I told about a 6 pack, a Cisco, and 3-4 mind erasers putting me into a catatonic state in a dumpster is 100%. If I ever drank a fifth, even during my drinking days (about 175 pounds back then sigh), I probably would have just died right there.