henke on 1/7/2011 at 17:53
Oh yeah just wait I'm about to start the party up in here! And by "party" I mean "browse the latest Steam deals and listen to Kylie Minogue". (sometimes I party pretty hard!)
june gloom on 1/7/2011 at 18:00
I stopped drinking because the last time I got plastered I reinstalled Day of Defeat Source, and never wanted to lose control like that ever again. What if I did something really bad, like reinstall Natural Selection?
demagogue on 1/7/2011 at 18:47
Ah it's been foreeever since I've drank with any regularity too. Then again my tolerance has gone to shit so 2 beers and I'm already bouncing off the wagon. Cheap entertainment. :D
OTOH I never smoked in my youth but now I can't help an occasional cigar just because makes me feel like a boss. A fucking boss.
Martin Karne on 1/7/2011 at 19:24
Ha ha your wiener is showing... anyway hang around if you like and see if I get drunk, but no such thing will happen even in 20 years time, but you wont be seeing that scene ever.
So here it goes Fake Drunk Post.
mmmffffhhh wehre isss dat dam botlte fo booz ... ah shit I sat on top of it, now i am drunk, self raped and horny bitches where are you?
[I hope you enjoyed that fake drunk post, I've worked hard to achieve perfection].
Renzatic on 2/7/2011 at 03:13
I'll tell you all why I don't drink to drunk on regular occasions.
Wanna know why?
Okay. I'll tell you.
I'm obnoxious. I'm sort of like a bipolar happy/angry drunk, with occasional bouts into throwing up all over myself, and thinking it's the MOTHERFUCKINEST OF ALL FUNNY THINGS EVER! What? You don't think it's funny? WELL FUCK YOU, MAN! I'm gonna stick my dick in a VCR. FUCK!...erp...oh shit...
...which reminds me of the days back during my idiot teenagehood (which was back when I did most of my heavy drinking). I believe it was probably around my 3rd time drunk. Now I don't remember exactly what happened, it's all fragments of me screaming at people (both angrily and merrily) and falling down stairs. Though, apparently, I was so obnoxious, something had to be done about it. The end result of that night of revelry was me coming to in the trunk of my friend's car, and people not speaking to me for days after.
At the time, it was terrifying. In retrospect, it's pretty damn funny. Coincidentally, this was the last time I ever decided to get really, really blackout shitfaced drunk. Since then, I've never gone beyond moderately buzzed.
I'm also about the only person on the face of the earth who freaked out from smoking too much weed. Most people fall asleep when they've gone over the limit. But not me. Oh no. I had to have a flat out panic attack, then spend a couple of hours contemplating my newly acquired state of insanity.
...it's no wonder I'm a moderate to the point of being a near teetotaler these days. I can't handle my substances.
demagogue on 2/7/2011 at 04:55
One of the best drunk stories I have is when I interned in DC the first time. The UK embassy had some "whiskey tasting" event where they invited congressional staff. We got there and there was a table with all these shots of whiskey set up, and me and my friends dove in and just started downing them one after another. I think real staff were just soaking up the atmosphere, but me and my friends were just interns and were there like on a mission.
After I don't know how many, I was having trouble even standing though was good about keeping it to myself, leaning on a table and trying to look all sober, but we were feeling really goofy already and the littlest thing would set us off laughing. Just looking at each other could do it. Then the guy that sponsored the event, a kind of skinny geeky older Brit, came out and started giving a speech about the point of the whole thing (might have been a better idea to start the drinking after he spoke). Apparently he'd invented some generator that used chicken litter as a fuel, which brought the first laughs right there (to us; he and the rest of the crowd were dead serious), and he was trying to convince legislators from farm states to sponsor the tech for their districts, to deal with the serious chicken litter problems farms have, more laughs. Then he got into grander ambitions in the future of industrial scale chicken litter power plants; more laughs. Just kept getting funnier and funnier, and looking to my friends for help just made it worse.
Then the punchline was he actually used a chicken litter powered engine to run the distiller for the whiskey, making his own brand of chicken litter whiskey that we'd all been drinking this whole time, and what does everyone think of it? And that's when we just lost it. I could not stop laughing holy shit. And the square crowd was taking him so seriously and it was so awkward to laugh, and trying to hold it in I just turned red and covered my face trying to keep it quiet I was laughing so hard, and we had to practically crawl out of there laughing to tears.
Scots Taffer on 2/7/2011 at 05:01
That is a great story, demagogue.
June 30 is always a big night in the financial/insurance sector, I was curled up in my seat at work on Friday and slunk off home after lunch for a sleep.
No more booze for a while. :nono:
Fafhrd on 2/7/2011 at 05:15
And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how demagogue and his drunk friends set back green energy by god knows how many decades :p
Renzatic on 2/7/2011 at 05:33
That's a damn shame, Demagogue. A damn shame. :nono:
Shayde on 2/7/2011 at 06:52
I am having my baby at the end of July and turning 30 on August 12th. I plan on getting ugly drunk!
