When do you stop drinking?
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Used to be I didn't. Stop, that is. One night with Everclear I drank enough for a small battalion of well-seasoned hard-drinking marines. My best friend said he'd never seen anyone so drunk and still standing. He still hasn't. Those were fun days, when I could drink everyone here under the table. No, I'm not exaggerating or being arrogant. I'd die after everyone else had passed out but technically I'd still win. For the record I could drink one or two and say that's it for the night. I just spent an awful lot of them choosing not to.
I gave up alcohol for green and I'm extremely happy I did. Before you flame me I have one question: Why should you get your drug of choice but I should go to jail for mine? After you answer that flame me all you want, I refuse to turn this thread into anything about anything other than booze.
I gave up alcohol for green and I'm extremely happy I did. Before you flame me I have one question: Why should you get your drug of choice but I should go to jail for mine? After you answer that flame me all you want, I refuse to turn this thread into anything about anything other than booze.
Well.. I don't drink much, but after the few times I have gotten drunk, I think I've learned my limit. After about 5 standard drinks, give or take, I tend to find myself craving something sweet to drink instead. That seems to be the turning point.
The time when I decided to have another alcoholic drink after hitting that point, I felt like rubbish afterwards and the hangover sucked.
So.. Yeah. If I'm going out to drink, relax and have fun, that'll be the limit. If I'm just having drinks with dinner or whatnot, then once I start feeling a bit woozy/giggly, that's enough.
The time when I decided to have another alcoholic drink after hitting that point, I felt like rubbish afterwards and the hangover sucked.
So.. Yeah. If I'm going out to drink, relax and have fun, that'll be the limit. If I'm just having drinks with dinner or whatnot, then once I start feeling a bit woozy/giggly, that's enough.
I did that once, when I was 8, the day after my oldest brother's wedding. One of my new cousins told me about the cooler full of stuff that tasted like Cola which also had fifths of about 6 different types of hard alcohol in it.redShift_ said:
I've never had the urge to get that drunk since and I stop after one or two drinks a night when I have something I like, like vodka in the house because that crap can be expensive.
...and 4 beers is that point? Really? My infant niece can probably pound a six pack and still drive.drummersbangharder said:
Personally, if I'm gonna bother with booze at all, It's all or nothin. I don't drink unless I plan on throwing caution to the wind and waking up in the bed of a strange female that I didn't remember meeting. It's the only way to fly.
When I start feeling like I'm gonna puke or I'm out of booze.
Not that I drink all the time, mind. Maybe once every couple months.
Not that I drink all the time, mind. Maybe once every couple months.
I barely start drinking, so stopping is never an issue. Sometimes I take a glass of wine or 2, but that's all.
Not that I'm advocating alcoholism, but seriously, getting drunk is like the ultimate escapism. It's like a whole new world, and in this new world you have the motor skills of an infant, and the wit of a 7 year old. I mean, the day after is enough to make it so I don't choose to do it most weekends, but god....being wasted is so very fun.
I stop before I get drunk. It takes a lot of alcohol ingested in a short amount of time to get me drunk
Oohh, there are so many nominees:
When I all of a sudden realize I'm standing in my drive-way and seven hours has magically passed
When the girl I'm going to bed with is the same as the one I seem to remember being fugly when I first saw her
When I'm signing up as a Jehovas witness (true story)
The point where I don't fall and hit the ground, the ground comes up and smack me in the face
When I buy fifteen pineapples and try to sleep on them (once again, true story)
When I'm playing hockey without pucks, sticks or skates
When I run around trying to be every superhero and villain in the history of superheroes... at the same time...
also, when I have to sit to take a piss...
Woah, I really should give up drinking, shouldn't I...
When I all of a sudden realize I'm standing in my drive-way and seven hours has magically passed
When the girl I'm going to bed with is the same as the one I seem to remember being fugly when I first saw her
When I'm signing up as a Jehovas witness (true story)
The point where I don't fall and hit the ground, the ground comes up and smack me in the face
When I buy fifteen pineapples and try to sleep on them (once again, true story)
When I'm playing hockey without pucks, sticks or skates
When I run around trying to be every superhero and villain in the history of superheroes... at the same time...
also, when I have to sit to take a piss...
Woah, I really should give up drinking, shouldn't I...
I haven't drunk much in awhile, but that's more because I am trying to lose weight.
Though I am quite the unstoppable juggernaut when I'm drinking, the last I got really drunk I had three jugs of beer (drunk like pots), two pots and two pints. That is an estimated 4-5 litres of Australian beer (4.9%). The fact I didn't vomit/die I credit to being 6ft, 100kilos and not mixing drinks.
I blew .34 at about 3am when I went home (we'd started around 8), in the morning when I had to drive to uni I was at .08 (housemate .05) and to take a taxi instead. I then had to take a tour of first years, still legally intoxicated, around the campus. First stop was the kebab store.
Actually before I went to sleep/passed out I actually posted on the escapist:
Though I am quite the unstoppable juggernaut when I'm drinking, the last I got really drunk I had three jugs of beer (drunk like pots), two pots and two pints. That is an estimated 4-5 litres of Australian beer (4.9%). The fact I didn't vomit/die I credit to being 6ft, 100kilos and not mixing drinks.
I blew .34 at about 3am when I went home (we'd started around 8), in the morning when I had to drive to uni I was at .08 (housemate .05) and to take a taxi instead. I then had to take a tour of first years, still legally intoxicated, around the campus. First stop was the kebab store.
Actually before I went to sleep/passed out I actually posted on the escapist:
http://www.escapistmagazine.com/forums/read/18.90616BrynThomas said:
You're not the only one. except i only tend to sleep for about 5 hours as my body clock goes stupid after being drunk.the_hessian said:
i drink untill im after feeling happy and slowly losing controll and falling over ... so yea .. just before drunkness ... 
I dont drink any more.
I drink alot on weekends (10-15 beers per night). Ive never been drunk enough to not remember what I did the next day. If any of my friends read this post they would remind me of the time I had to be carried to a taxi, wich was mostly because I was sick from drinking alot of different booze in a few hours. (2 brands of beer, 2 brands of whiskey, jäger shots and tequila) Wich left me dryheaving constantly even though there was nothing left in my stomach to regurgitate.
That was pretty stupid but the only way to stay in that particular bar without killing myself. ahh, the things you do for women.
That, and the time I drank 10 pints of cheap, room temperature german pilsener in the open sun. That was bad.
Offcourse I don't drink any less either.
I drink alot on weekends (10-15 beers per night). Ive never been drunk enough to not remember what I did the next day. If any of my friends read this post they would remind me of the time I had to be carried to a taxi, wich was mostly because I was sick from drinking alot of different booze in a few hours. (2 brands of beer, 2 brands of whiskey, jäger shots and tequila) Wich left me dryheaving constantly even though there was nothing left in my stomach to regurgitate.
That was pretty stupid but the only way to stay in that particular bar without killing myself. ahh, the things you do for women.
That, and the time I drank 10 pints of cheap, room temperature german pilsener in the open sun. That was bad.