The MOST DRUNK I/You got was...

[Basement Cat]

Ironically it was when I was 14. My parents had a pragmatic open rule: If you're going to try to drink (i.e. we don't want you to drink and we'll punish you if we catch you doing it--but WHEN you raid our stash when we're not looking...) then do it at home.

My older brother's high school friend visited (we'd moved from Houston to north Alabama because that was where my parents' jobs went) when my parents were out of town and the three of us decided to hit the Jack Daniels, rum , Budweiser, and a 2 liter of very flat Dr. Pepper.

I didn't have a clue.

Quick summary--Later I did the math concerning body weight vs alcohol consumption--I'm genuinely lucky that I didn't die that night.

I'd never had more than a few sips of beer before in my life. That night (somehow without puking--dumb teenager luck I suppose) I somehow managed to consume 6 wine glass fulls of Jack Daniels whiskey, 2 wine glass fulls of Rum (learning in the process what "beer chasers" were all about) and to this day I don't recall how I ended up with a certain scar on my left calf.

After a while my brother and his friend went off on their own--drinking and catching up--only to return to the house and discover that they couldn't find me. They (drunkenly but responsibly) went around yelling for me by name (our house was in the country--my dad, while being in the aerospace industry, had grown up on a farm and when we moved he insisted on having a place far out enough from the city to have a "proper garden").

According to what I was told they found me in lying on the ground in the front yard when I "grunted and flopped one arm" in response to them calling for me.

I woke up the next morning (lying on my side) so sick that it took 2 hours before I could turn over without puking.

I didn't touch whiskey again for at least 10 years.

There were other times that I got "legless drunk" though now I can't/shouldn't drink anymore--blood pressure.

Spill!

 

[TheCommanders]

I no longer drink at all. There's a good reason for this. I get very angry when I'm drunk. Well, more accurately, I lose my ability to control my anger while drunk. While in college, the one time I got very drunk 3 people got seriously injured. The guy who instigated the fight I threw through a screen door. Turns out you shouldn't piss off a sociopath with impaired inhibitions. So yeah, I don't drink anymore. Never understood the appeal anyway, but now I have good reason.

 

[Basement Cat]

I no longer drink at all. There's a good reason for this. I get very angry when I'm drunk.

I had a friend from high school who also got angry/violent whenever he drank whiskey. Other types of alcohol and he was fine, but whiskey?

He was in a fraternity and drank like a fish but to his credit (and I don't respect this old high school "friend" much at all) he purposefully refused to ever drink whiskey after realizing how it effected him.

If this thread goes on a bit I'll retell the story of him drinking 5 shots of Pure Grade Alcohol.

Dumb.

 

[TheCommanders]

I no longer drink at all. There's a good reason for this. I get very angry when I'm drunk.

I had a friend from high school who also got angry/violent whenever he drank whiskey. Other types of alcohol and he was fine, but whiskey?

He was in a fraternity and drank like a fish but to his credit (and I don't respect this old high school "friend" much at all) he purposefully refused to ever drink whiskey after realizing how it effected him.

If this thread goes on a bit I'll retell the story of him drinking 5 shots of Pure Grade Alcohol.

Dumb.

If I'm honest, I'm not entirely sure what I had in me at the time. I know at least that I had more than a few shots of vodka, but there were a lot of other cocktails around, and they weren't labeled. I can say it probably wasn't expensive booze, these were college kids after all. I've never done any other drugs though (hell, I've never even smoked a cigarette), so I know that wasn't it.

 

[Shadowstar38]

That would have to be the time I came out to my family at my older sister's birthday party. Somehow, that lead to me banging a prostitute and leaving without paying. I walked 5 miles back to my house( couldn't remember where I put my car), and passed out.

To this day, I still can't find the underwear I was wearing that night.

 

[Rose and Thorn]

Haha nice story Copper Zen! What an experience that must have been.

I've been drunk too many times to know when the drunkest I have ever been was. Most people might remember it because I assume it is the sickest they have gotten or something like that. For me the sickest I have gotten wasn't the drunkest I have been. I was with some friends and we were drinking, a casual night really. We ordered Pizza Hut...now I have never liked pizza hut, it always makes me feel yucky and I find it too soggy and greasy. Anyway, I had about maybe 3-4 glasses, nothing I am not used to, but for some reason I got soooooo sick. I didn't count, but I must have been sick to my stomach almost 24 times. The people I was with wanted to drive me to the hospital and kept saying it was alchohol poisoning, but I knew. It was the damn pizza hut I say! Now I was decently drunk and before I got sick I got pretty dizzy and I ended up vomiting until I blacked out, which is the first and only time I have ever blacked out mind you.

Now I have been drunk SO many times I could call it a profession, I am a bartendor and have been to bartending school. I am convinced even though the Whiskey might not have helped, it was all Pizza huts fault! For one, when I woke up in the morning it wasn't whiskey I couldn't stand the sight or smell off, it was pizza hut. Still can't eat that crap to this day. Also, I have been way more drunk than I was that night on so many more occasions. So yeah that is my story and I am sticking to it.

 

[Dirty Hipsters]

I remember the drunkest I've ever been like it was yesterday (or at least the parts I remember of that night), because I made a huge ass of myself and have been embarrassed about it ever since. In fact, this only happened a few months ago.

I was of legal drinking age (22 at the time), and I was at my best friend's house. It was me, my best friend, my best friend's girlfriend and his older brother, and another friend of ours all hanging out. Anyway, we decided to play a game called "cards against humanity" (google it), and we had a rule that every time you win a hand you have to drink a shot of whiskey (except my friend didn't have any shot glasses, so we just poured into normal glasses and estimated the amount of whiskey. Our estimations weren't anywhere near accurate, and the drunker we got the bigger the shots became). Well, I ended up winning A LOT and drank 17 shots of whiskey in about 2 hours (or so I'm told). After a while I blacked out, and apparently talked in-comprehensively for a while until I vomited on my friend's kitchen table, and then fell on the floor and vomited again. Then I came to for a few minutes, managed to stumble my way to the couch, where I passed out again in my vomit covered clothes.

A couple of days later I treated my friend and his girlfriend to dinner and paid to have his couch cleaned (though I don't think I actually got any vomit on the couch) as an apology for the fact that they had to clean my vomit (because I'm a classy guy that way). After that night I created a strict rule for myself that I would never drink more than 3 drinks in a night again. I then promptly broke that rule on the next weekend (though not by much), and amended that rule to 5 drinks.

 

[piinyouri]

The first time I ever drank.
A friend I hadn't seen in many years surprised me and another friend by showing up out of nowhere with a case of beer. I had never drank before this, but I figured it was as appropriate a situation as any.

So I start just downing beers, cause at this point the taste is still really offensive to me, and I cant drink it casually.
I probably downed 3 in a row, and for someone who's never drank before....yeah.
You might think you can guess what happened next, but you might be wrong. I didn't get all loopy, start stumbling around slurring my words and such. I got real fucking hyper. I guess the good physical feelings brought on by the alcohol made me feel like I had infinite energy,. and I began running around the house yelling and screaming (they were too) and we were all having a great time.

Then my stomach finally objected to all the alcohol + jumping around and I threw up real bad. Spent the rest of the night in bed.

That was the drunkest I've ever been, and it's the reason I just enjoy being buzzed now when I do drink and I take my drinks very slowly.

 

[PatrickXD]

A couple months ago, I was at an 18th birthday party. I'm a total lightweight, had 4 pints of guinness and a shot or so of Jack. That was enough for me to forget everything that happened after about 11pm. From waking up next to a naked girl, and the stories I heard from friends the morning after, apparently I and everyone else had a great night.
No hangover or puking involved.

 

[Idlemessiah]

Over the last 6 years I can't possibly pull up the best one. That might be one of the ones I still can't remember. But I've stumbled my way through many dodgy bars, woken up in strange places, strange cities, been sick indoors, outdoors, on people, on myself, thrown my shoes away and walked barefoot home, danced on tables, danced under tables, been thrown out from under tables... List goes on.

Oh and the other day I woke up with a massive bruise on my knee. Turns out I tried pole dancing. Not really bendy enough for that.

 

[DanielBrown]

Was at a home party once when I was 17. I remember closing the door as I left around 1 am. Next thing I know, I woke up in my bed next to some sexy vomit.

Only had the story told to me by my mom, but apparently what happened was that she heard a noise outside. Upon checking what it was she found me trying to fit my keys into the front door. 15 minutes later without any signs of me she decided to check again. I had decided to give up and sleep out on the street. She then helped me get inside.
The time when this happened was 4 am and the party wasn't more than 10 minutes away from me. Got no clue what happened during those three hours.

My theory is that the guy who had the party drugged me. He was a really shady fuck and offered me whiskey not that far before I decided to leave. If not that it's gotta be the most drunk I've ever been. I've been so drunk I couldn't walk by myself, but even then I've been able to remember it the next day.

 

[TheEvilCheese]

This February. Friend's 20th birthday. Started the night on beer, progressed to cocktails about an hour in when the beer ran out. As I drank more the drinks got stronger until eventually I was on Jägermeister and Vodka straight from the bottles.

There's a good few hour period of blank in my memory. The only time it's ever happened to me and it's scary.

I woke up in the spare room at my friend's house about midday, had a cup of tea to chase the vomit taste away and then put on my headphones with the most chilled music possible and walked home instead of getting the bus. I actually felt fine in the head (I don't get proper hangovers) but my stomach was still angry at me for a few days.

Aside from that, probably first night at uni. I remember that one but it's a jumbled mess that involves nearly getting hit by a bus and making a lot of new friends. Also being in a flat of someone I didn't know, somewhere I didn't know with people I'd just met. To this day I don't know where we were.

 

[TheCrapMaster]

I have two storie´s that both are my only time´s i had complete blackout.

First time i was about 17, me and some friend´s went to a home party and they had free wine and beer. So i got realy drunk, so drunk that a friend that i kinda had a thing for was beside me, then i felt something nible my ear and i went for it and we started making out. Tho apperently it wasen´t my friend, because she had left the couch me and my friends were sitting at and it turns out it was a guy that apperently had a thing for me, i was so drunk i diden´t notice it. I learned this the day after when i woke up under my bed, having been painted with makeupp like a whore girl by my friend´s, a nice pink ribbon in my hair, chocolate powder in my entire face and mouth, with a taste of vomit and cocoa. Can´t remember more then that what i thought was a win makeout with my friend was a akward situation the few day´s after because the guy was a friend of a friend.

The most drunk i ever got was when i was 18, me and my friends had been out bowling and then we thought "hey let´s go out to the club and get shitfaced", but drink something before, i drank 45 CL vodka in 20minutes. All i remember was goint out of the apartment and comming home, thinking i hade the best night ever. Turns out i had tried to take money out with my ID card, tried to get into the club by showing my bank card so i dident get in, and my fiends had to carry me home and put me down by the door and then went to the club.

*thinks back* Ahhh those were the days.

 

[Lady Lucky]

Uhhh, to this day I can't drink this stuff. Gold Schlager, it was new years and I had turned 21 that same year. I totally over did it. I swear I was puking up a gold necklace.

 

[stormeris]

I'm 18. I never drank nor will ever drink alcohol.

 

[rosac]

waking up covered in my bed, with an NHS blanket at the bottom of my bed, vom covered jeans on the floor and blood allo down my arm. Rum. Never again.

Also, last week. Got wasted, nose started bleeding (Blood thinners, yayyy) bled all over a club table and fainted. Worst thing is that I know a lot of the club staff and they thought I'd died.

EDIT:

I'm 18. I never drank nor will ever drink alcohol.

Alcohol is good in moderation, whilst it isn't necessary to have a good time (only alcoholics say this) it's a good way to loosen up. Of course, if your religion or culture prevents you from drinking, fair game.

 

[Nouw]

A couple of shots from a strong Korean drink made me randomly start laughing, and that's as close as I've gotten to being drunk.