Post: #1

I must be in a funky mood or something, I have never been on a 3 day bender (which per this article http://drunkard.com/issues/05_03/05-03-o...ender.html) is the minimum number of days you must be drinking. The way the article describes it, it seems super depressing.

I am just curious how did it feel, what did you do, how many guys you shagged accidentally (lol). I know a very open ended question. I also know, that if I really wanted to know, I should just do it - but time is not permitting of that at the moment.

The more detail the better, I promise I am not writing a book. Just really curious.

Thanks.

Post: #2

The song that used to get me into trouble was 'The End' by The Doors. It would just take over my soul and lead me to get completely fucked up that night.

I have too many stories to go into. Not proud of any of them since I am trying hard to put a stop to my benders.

Still - whilst I am not proud of them. I am not ashamed either...

Post: #3

Years ago, before I swallowed the red pill, I went on a month long bender. The most embarrassing thing about it (besides throwing up at my friend's house and having to wash my clothes, then walking around naked or something, I'm talking Boris Yeltsin level drunk) was how many times I'd listen to Katy Perry's the one that got away. My drink of choice of bottom shelf Inver House scotch.

Post: #4

I usually have a few a year.

Last major one was in vegas. Culmination was dropping acid before going to the Spearmint Rhino.

Post: #5

Alcohol is a very underrated drug. I remember Mike Tyson saying that he was fine with any drug. Except alcohol. Even his friends would freak out when Tyson was around alcohol.

Post: #6

I haven't really been drinking much lately, but around my mate's 21st, me and a few other buddies spent probably a week getting trashed basically from morning 'til night. I remember sitting next to the pool table wearing his giraffe onesie on the night of the actual party, trying to pass out so I wouldn't puke everywhere. Shortly thereafter I was being photographed by his grandma, whilst throwing up all over myself and the garden, and abusing everyone that came near me. Not long after that people started taking pictures of me when I was busy passing out in the shower. Eventually I got out, put some pants on, grabbed another beer and had a couple cones, played some pool and went to sleep when the sun came up

I can teach you guys some good drinking games if anyone's interested

Post: #7

I got drunk at the Non Commissioned Officers club on a Friday at Fort Benning, Georgia. I woke up at noon in bed with two girls in a dorm room. I sneak out of the room and walk around to find my bearings, and my truck. That's when I realized that it was Sunday, and I was on the campus of Vanderbilt University in Chattanooga, Tennessee. I couldn't find my truck, and I needed to get back to base, so I "acquired" a vehicle. I took back roads through Alabama to avoid the cops, and I see may truck parked in a gas station parking lot in Gadsden, Alabama. I still have no clue what I did, how I got there, and who those girls were. Ah, to be young again. Good times.

Post: #8

(01-15-2014 04:31 PM)cardguy Wrote:  The song that used to get me into trouble was 'The End' by The Doors. It would just take over my soul and lead me to get completely fucked up that night.

I have too many stories to go into. Not proud of any of them since I am trying hard to put a stop to my benders.

Still - whilst I am not proud of them. I am not ashamed either...

A lot of songs by The Doors get me in that mood. God forbid I've got a bottle of liquor in hand and "The End" comes up on my playlist - I'll pound a half-dozen shots before the song's over.

Something about listening to The Doors makes me want to rage.

Post: #9

Went on holiday with 5 friends. Best week of my life. Stayed in a shitty hotel, lived off bread/potato chips (spent all money on booze), slayed pussy. Probably slept about 4 out of 24 hours a day.
Was literally at least tipsy for the whole week. My brain still felt fuzzy for a week when we got back home.
Same again this year but hopefully 2 weeks!

Post: #10

The best break of my life was the infamous Winter Break Bender of 2011. Still flying high off of losing the V card a couple months prior, beating a pregnancy scare, first winter break in my first apartment, I had numbers of girls from the community college I went to, I had stacks in the bank because I was only like 8 months removed from living at my parents house, a lax work schedule and my roommate had just turned 21.

It was the perfect storm! God we drank every single day/night of that winter break. Beer pong, poker, kings cup, thumper, twister, call of duty, smash brothers, late night drunk basketball, and one arm boxing matches on the court and the list goes on and on!

I had this girl who I lost the v card to and this other chick who was on my nuts over att he same time just because I wanted to see what would happen! People threw up, i drunk drove alot; it was basically a rampage. By the end of the break we had destroyed that carpet, I had mounds of dirty laundry, and a fuck ton of garbage bags that filled the living room and stairwell because we were too drunk to take them out. I'm pretty sure I was late on the first day of the next semester.

It was a great time and I doubt it will ever be like that again.

Post: #11

(01-15-2014 06:24 PM)vinman Wrote:  I got drunk at the Non Commissioned Officers club on a Friday at Fort Benning, Georgia. I woke up at noon in bed with two girls in a dorm room. I sneak out of the room and walk around to find my bearings, and my truck. That's when I realized that it was Sunday, and I was on the campus of Vanderbilt University in Chattanooga, Tennessee. I couldn't find my truck, and I needed to get back to base, so I "acquired" a vehicle. I took back roads through Alabama to avoid the cops, and I see may truck parked in a gas station parking lot in Gadsden, Alabama. I still have no clue what I did, how I got there, and who those girls were. Ah, to be young again. Good times.

That is mighty drunk, since Vanderbilt is in Nashville, TN, about a 2.5-3 hour drive from Chattanooga!

Post: #12

(01-16-2014 09:35 PM)trian1 Wrote:  

(01-15-2014 06:24 PM)vinman Wrote:  I got drunk at the Non Commissioned Officers club on a Friday at Fort Benning, Georgia. I woke up at noon in bed with two girls in a dorm room. I sneak out of the room and walk around to find my bearings, and my truck. That's when I realized that it was Sunday, and I was on the campus of Vanderbilt University in Chattanooga, Tennessee. I couldn't find my truck, and I needed to get back to base, so I "acquired" a vehicle. I took back roads through Alabama to avoid the cops, and I see may truck parked in a gas station parking lot in Gadsden, Alabama. I still have no clue what I did, how I got there, and who those girls were. Ah, to be young again. Good times.

That is mighty drunk, since Vanderbilt is in Nashville, TN, about a 2.5-3 hour drive from Chattanooga!

Yeah. It was.

Post: #13

(01-15-2014 07:05 PM)MSW2007 Wrote:  

(01-15-2014 04:31 PM)cardguy Wrote:  The song that used to get me into trouble was 'The End' by The Doors. It would just take over my soul and lead me to get completely fucked up that night.

I have too many stories to go into. Not proud of any of them since I am trying hard to put a stop to my benders.

Still - whilst I am not proud of them. I am not ashamed either...

A lot of songs by The Doors get me in that mood. God forbid I've got a bottle of liquor in hand and "The End" comes up on my playlist - I'll pound a half-dozen shots before the song's over.

Something about listening to The Doors makes me want to rage.

FUCK YEAH! The best start to any night for me, Roadhouse Blues. And if on a bender, start it up in the morning and grab myself a beer.

There's a lot to be learned, about game and lifestyle, from the Doors, especially Jim Morrison.

One of my favorite lyrics is from "Ghost Song"

"We have assembled inside this ancient and insane theater to propagate our lust for life, and flee the swarming wisdom of the streets" - think about that shit when you're at a bar/party.

Post: #14

(01-15-2014 04:31 PM)cardguy Wrote:  The song that used to get me into trouble was 'The End' by The Doors. It would just take over my soul and lead me to get completely fucked up that night.

This sequence is so awesome I have to post it for anyone who may not know.

Post: #15

(01-16-2014 10:55 PM)Slim Shady Wrote:  

(01-15-2014 07:05 PM)MSW2007 Wrote:  

(01-15-2014 04:31 PM)cardguy Wrote:  The song that used to get me into trouble was 'The End' by The Doors. It would just take over my soul and lead me to get completely fucked up that night.

I have too many stories to go into. Not proud of any of them since I am trying hard to put a stop to my benders.

Still - whilst I am not proud of them. I am not ashamed either...

A lot of songs by The Doors get me in that mood. God forbid I've got a bottle of liquor in hand and "The End" comes up on my playlist - I'll pound a half-dozen shots before the song's over.

Something about listening to The Doors makes me want to rage.

FUCK YEAH! The best start to any night for me, Roadhouse Blues. And if on a bender, start it up in the morning and grab myself a beer.

There's a lot to be learned, about game and lifestyle, from the Doors, especially Jim Morrison.

One of my favorite lyrics is from "Ghost Song"

"We have assembled inside this ancient and insane theater to propagate our lust for life, and flee the swarming wisdom of the streets" - think about that shit when you're at a bar/party.

Roadhouse Blues is probably my 'other favorite' Doors song.

"I woke up this morning and I got myself a beer,
The future's uncertain and the end is always near."

Post: #16

I'd tell you if I could remember