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The 'Dear God I Have A Hangover' Thread

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Since I haven't had a hangover in a while, I'll just describe my worst hangover experiences.

It's winter, there's snow everywhere and it's really cold outside. I headed to a friend of a friend's place for a few drinks. Turns out the quickest way in is through the fire escape, so I climbed through the really narrow, steep, slippery staircase and hopped over some kind of metal fence to get into his apartment from a small window. Had a few drinks there and we decide to head out to a bar.

I do not remember anything from that night other than playing some pool at that bar. I woke up in the dude's apartment, on the floor, with a mop next to my head and some incriminating barf on my jeans and shirt. My ankle also ached like fuck (probably from trying to climb through the fire escape while dead drunk). It's about an hour walk home through downtown, so I had a 9 AM walk of shame with puke splattered all over my clothes.

Turns out I had locked myself in his bathroom as I was trying to puke, but ended up passing out and hitting my head pretty hard, which probably resulted in a minor concussion and memory loss. Someone managed to open the door and drag me out, against their better judgement, by holding me around the waist, which made me puke all over them. The end.


Another pretty bad one happened when I had some drinks at a bar and headed to a friend's place, where he showed me some fucking 80% Romanian drink called palinka or something. I had some and walked home. The stuff knocked me out cold, and I passed out while walking, fell forward, and hit my head on a pole. Also ended up causing a minor concussion and I felt that one for a long time.
 
Once upon a time when I was still young and stupid... point proven I'm still stupid..but older.

Anyway back to the story, I was 16, first time ever I had the chance to get waisted on alcohol (go figuer I was exicted to get drunk as fuck and puke all over the place......if only I knew what it ment.) The story started involving me and few of my friends, we called ourselved the ''mery men'', the lads that we were, were dancing and singing on some old folk classics as well as memorable beatles songs. The night was young, the night was brilliant.... or so it seemed in the begining.



Then came... the rhum. (oooh god why!?)

Let's stop this story for some SCIENCE FACTS! = Darker and more sugery the alcohol you're drinking, worst will be your hangover the next morning!. (Fffffffffffffffuuuuuuuuuu)

Back to the story, We were pirates!!! We ran outside, we played football while drinking, we free spirits...

Then a part of my brain died... because running into huge bushes seemed CONFORTABLE... well I slept there for 2 minutes.

Woke up and the pirate was back, one drink! one more! yeah! a third one! yipppiooouu waaahh.. ermmph..

annnd a zzzz ''hic'' an other one...

-------------------------- (black out)

Apparently we had fun for two more hours, until I decided to go back outside, I felt asleep while tying my shoes..

My friends draged me in...

7 times my friend had the pleasure to see the remains of my diner that night... of my diner.. and some of my breakfest.

None the less, took me 3 hours the next morning to even raise my head from the coach... and I had the pleasure to laugh at myself due to the amount of fail I've got myself into. Yeah never drinked Rhum since then...
 
BOOM fuckers, I can count on one hand the amount of times I've actually had a hangover. I've been genetically blessed!

no, you're just smart enought to learn from your errors...

I actually only had a hangover worth more then a simple headhake like 2 times.. including this story of mine.
 
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Like ragingspeedhorn and Mr.Goblin here I've only had a hangover two times in my life, and are as thus capable of counting them on one finger >.>

I'll reserve this spot for maybe telling the tale of one of those incidences later on.
 
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Hmm wait you guys are talking about headaches? No i dont think i've ever had that... and no i did drink alot, to a point when i couldnt hold my hand straight untill i had me drink. Oh and i lost alot of memory, not just after drinking but before. Also i did have somewhat daily headaches but they werent from a hangover because usually they were along time after i had sobered up.I guess they were like the batman signal in the sky, telling me its time to drink. Oh yeah i prefer to do it alone. fuk da polis
 
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Didn't have a headache but one time i had to puke, something came out at least the first time but after that i couldn't stop making these gagging moves. lol, it hurts to puke without anything coming out =p

Only had a blackout once, but felt pretty fine i think the day i woke up.
 
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Well I can still remember, my friend's(also a classmate) b-day, we drank much as we can. We're drinking rhum all night, we're singing some sht, some are playing basketball well I'm a good drinker and never fell asleep but I know I'm drunk much, we ended 1:00 am and 6 hours after that we got exams. All of us failed our exam that day.
 

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So, a shitfaced fladdermasken tries sneaking into a campsite after having failed to bribe security to let him stay one night in exchange for a cheap sort of torn up decade old phone. Drunk as shit, now quite hotheaded, hits the road alongside the fence. Idea kicks in, like a mallet to the face. "I can jump that fence."

Fence sharp and incisive, fladdermasken also. Climbing, climbing, knuckles bleeding, tumbling over what appears to be barbed wire. Shirt torn to shreds, "who cares, I did it!"

Victory quite sour, sirens closing in. Where from? Like the nasty fucking tail of a jägger bomb. Security grabs him, escorts him out. Rinse and repeat until lights out.

Wakes up in a ditch. Mud on face, mud in mind. Meets up with some guy. Bag full of cans, who's to complain? Follows tail, coattails on the booze back, piggybacks for more. 4 AM, finds a couple nice benches. Pukes his guts out, rolls over, not noticing the signposts and fences.

"Restricted Military Area"

6 AM, woken up by grouchy dickhead; formally dressed for kicking asses out of bed. fladdermasken, weak and wimpy, forced out to walk the road once more. Knowing not where he is, knowing not where to go, head split open, kind of wishing for the deathblow.

Far, far, far away from home.

and hit my head on a pole.
Called it. <3
 

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I once, after a friend and I decided walking home from the town centre was a good idea, came across a field laden with horses. These horses, naturally upon detecting our presence, flocked to our kind, gentlemanly natured selves and we fed them grass in the early morning light that is 7AM. To this day, one of them -- that we named Giligan -- still strolls to the fence as either of us walk by.

We are both lucky to have not been kicked in the face by one of them.
 

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Funny how all threads Ash post delve deep into the depths of awesomeness.

Oh, and you know that trip you missed out on? 80% absinthe, trappist beers (lost count of how many) brewed to ~11-12%, single malt scotch, don robusto cigars.
HINDYhat said:
that wasn't a hangover.
that was part of our brain dying.
 
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Worse hangover I have ever had was after a friday night party. I was still drunk for most of saturday, and the sun was too bright for me on sunday to drive home so I ended up just crashing at that house for the whole weekend. I don't even know who's house it was. At the end of the party, before I passed out on the couch on some dude's lap, I went to take a shit. While on the toilet I had to throw up, so I was faced with a dilemma. Attempt to stand up to turn around, but undoubtedly fail miserably in the process, face plant into the wall, puke all over the floor and shit into the air. Or stay seated and just puke into the nearest bin. I chose the latter. No regrets.

Last good drunken story was when I went to my hometown for a concert a couple weeks ago. We had quite a few overpriced shit beers at the concert. The night of the concert we set up beer bong in our hotel room with a bunch of random people from the concert, we fucked the room up pretty bad. Next night I met up with some alcoholic metalheads I used to run with in high school at a local bar. Drank through a bunch of pints and shots of jager then drove to one of their houses, me backing up into a parked car at full speed in the process, where more jager shots, vodkas, and 40s were waiting for us. Partway through we ran dry so a couple of us walked the few blocks to the closest liquor store, peeing on everything along the way. When we got there the cashier wouldn't sell to us and actually ended up calling the cops, so we all booked it and ran as fast as we could back to the house. More peeing was involved. Luckily we found a stash of beers in a cooler and spent the rest of the night/morning watching gory slasher films. I wanted to put a bullet in my brain when I woke up, I didn't even get to lay down very long because I promised someone I would give them a ride that morning. Also fuck vodka, I hate that shit so much. Jager goes down like honey though.

This is how every weekend has gone this summer so far.

I'm going to be dead come august.
 
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So I'm at a hunting camp and find myself some tequila. I drink too much, stumble outside and find myself several cans of bug spray and a bonfire. I immediately think to spray into the fire. It makes a flame thrower and shit. Eventually I run out and grab a new can, and throw the old one into the fire. The new can didn't spray, and I throw it into the fire. The cap was jammed.

I go to grab another can while the bug spray in the fire explodes, knocking me off my feet and coming damn close to killing me.

oh... good times.
 

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I drank a bottle of rakia and, after waking up the morning after with dry mouth that not even Odin has experienced, decided to drink some water.

Some how, no bloody clue, I ended up drunk again. It was a miracle, but not at all advantageous seeing as I had work in a few hours.
 
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