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I just got back from the bar and decided girls get way more drunk than dudes. So to conclude my findings, i think there should be a female "I'm drunk" thread because it would be rather great.
SO TO THE DRUNK FEMALES...
share your stories of how many times you've had to hold Courtney's hair, check her breath, and send her back on the dance floor to pull a man in. OR Maybe You're just plain wasted, and you can't even see the keyboard right now but your drunk alter ego has got something to say to the ski community about your night.
I had a thing going for a while where one of my good friends and I would go out and get loaded. Then there was that inevitable boot and rally stage where when it came time to boot, she'd pick a place for me to puke...it was usually someone's car. No shame. I've got some good stories about Ashley and I out and about. Maybe I'll save those for another time.
so last weekend we went to my bf's cottage with a group of friends. after games of pool, drunk canadian thanksgiving dinner cooking, a couple bottles of wine, gin, rum, vodka, you get the point, beer pong, and much more shenanigans, i was my usual self and fell asleep. now this has been going on about a year, i'll generally fall asleep on the couch at our friend's place, but this time, during a beer pong game, i fell asleep as a spectator, with my head on the table and my arms dangling apparently. when i woke up i found my bf and my friend doing stupid shit, shouting, and running around waking everyone up at abut 4am. after a long difficult sleepy drunk search for my phone, it was finally found, and i opened it to find pictures of this nature on my phone.
one time we were at our friend's place, and i was tired but having fun gabbing with the ladies. so i got tired of standing and decided to sit down with the pugs. then shortly after sitting i layed down with the pugs. and was in and out of sleep conversations with the other girls, and eventually fell asleep on the kitchen floor.
i've become the running joke with these friends because i'm always asleep. granted those night go til 5-6am sometimes.
one time two of our friends rented a hotel for a weekend in town. the husband invited us to come have drinks at about 3 while she worked a convention, so we were drinking in the hotel room for a good while. we went searching for ice and discovered the room where housekeeping keeps the supplies, took two house coats. i also grabbed a newspaper and started making everyone paper boat hats. eventually when wifey was done working, we went swimming, drunk, for four hours, then stumbled to a steak house. i don't have many puking stories, but i have a lot of stupid adventures.
i just remembered the time i had a new years eve party at my old apartment. i bought myself a bottle of chardonnay for the night, and once i finished the bottle, my friend kept filling it up. now i'm a drinker, but that is and was enough to do me in, about 1 750 bottle and a half, and the party was bumping, my neighbors called and told me i wasn't allowed to have a party, i told them to fuck off, and then my ex took me into my room, and we were talking, and i was clearly shit faced, trying to be a hottie, and get some action going on. he kept saying, "no i don't think you want to have sex", and i was like "of course i do", to which he kept replying, "no, i think you're gonna be sick..." of course i'm all drunk girl independent, like "no way, i'm not gonna puke..." then i totally puked on my ex.
Just woke up...went to a rave/ house party last night with schuss. I snapchatted steve stepp...he thinks I'm in high school because I took a dorm bathroom mirror pic. Hahahahahaha
I've never danced so hard in my life tho. I suck at dancing, but last night I did not give a fuck. I think I fell down some stairs We painted some guys ass too and we played with a hoola hoop for reason I'm not quite sure of. Haha god I wish I remembered more of last night.
Friday night my boy and I went to a house party near campus. Two awesome bands played and it was so much fun! (House parties that have bands are way better than normal house parties) There was lots of free beer and a local brewed keg there also. I downed a half bottle of wine and had endless beer all night. I don't remember much except taking selfies with cops on one of the cop's phone and stumbling home with my boyfriend. Puked 5 times and slept in the bathroom. Then yesterday I went to the Pretty Faces, Not Quite, and Twenty premieres at Moment factory and had some free beer as well. I was still drunk from the previous night. Successful weekend. Currently still recovering.
Jesus, this just brought me back to the worst of my worst.
Two years ago we threw a birthday party for my roommate and made the mistake of getting a keg of extremely strong heavy winter beer. I booted and rallied so many times, but hell I thought I was doing a great job. THEN the Jager came so I carried a bottle of it around after the keg was gone. Then I straight up threw this drunk chick who was picking fights with everyone out my front door. Last memory of that night.
I ended up peeing my pants my own yard after everyone left because I passed out there, in Colorado, in December. White girl wasted= pissing yourself in your own yard.
caroline.White girl wasted= pissing yourself in your own yard.
Yep. I had the unfortunate nickname of tinkle toes for a while. I was walking back to my place with a couple people after getting shitfaced at a house party a couple streets over. Walked into someone's front yard to pee (it's 4 am and I live in the woods of southern ct where people have an average of like 5 acres a yard so it wasn't a big deal) but the lights turned on in the driveway and dogs started barking, peed all over myself and ran away with my wet pants around my ankles. I wish I could say that was a one time thing but I have the bladder of a kitten and when I drink it only gets worse.
Oh my worst time was when i was at a saint patty's day bash up at west peak on Q burke mountain. i was so shit faced i could not get down the mountain without getting a face full of snow. my brother had to help me down the mountain. we started drinking once we set foot out of the car. chair lift rides are so much fun when you are drunk off your ass with friends and fam.
Last year near the end of the school year my town and off-campus house flooded. Since my house happens to be owned by the school they put me and my roomates up in rez. So its one of my roomates last nights and her parents come up to get her. This was around the time of the "Drunk Girls" Chris D'elia stand up thang and we pre'd at this guy Zach's weird appartment. The appartment had a huge built in bar so we all got super weird behind, in front, on, in the bar and proceeded to smash bottles of gross wine, chant things only funny to us, and just cyclone the place in general. The night has since been known as "You do the Zach"
Anyway we got so fucked at this legendary pre drink that I decided it was time for me to go home to my bed (jokes I fell asleep at the bar and puked). But my bed was no longer down the street, nay, due to the flood it was on campus and since i hadn't slept there yet it didn't have sheets. What was I to do? Well I went to my condemned house got my bike, all my comforters and a pillow and super blacked out, rode it onto campus. I ate shit somewhere and ripped a hole in my new khakis (side note: last pair of pants because I always rip them drunk) I am 90% sure a stranger helped me get up and I hope one day I will meet them. I lost my flip phone at some point during this MTB adventure (side note #2: I have a flip phone) Woke up in the hallway of my rez room wrapped in my comforter. Found my bike that morning thrown onto the lawn of my rez but 2 unconnected blocks away from where I was staying which allows me to infer that I cycloned that place. Found my flip phone 3 days later at campus security.