The DRUNKEST thing you do

yeah, I only have a beer or two these days, maybe a toke from time to time mixed in... my party years are well behind me now at age 26. id rather surf at 7 am or hit the tarmac for 30 miles on my bike than be hungover until 2 PM on a Saturday or Sunday. I don't drink at all during the week either...

 

I have no problem drinking then being up early. I am at work every day at 6:30am, and sometimes I have a few drinks the night before. And I am 31, so you are still in your prime drinking age.

 

Yeah at 26 your liver has to be working at full capacity, take advantage while you can! I kid I kid

 

Booze affects everyone differently (obviously). Some people can kill a 12 pack and be up and at it the next day no problem. For me, if I'm gonna make dawn patrol I need to keep it under a six pack. Some people really can't do that though. My best friend/surf buddy gets massive hangovers even on a light night. He might be in better shape than me but I'm in better drinking shape!

 

If I hadn't stopped drinking 30 years ago, I'd either be dead or in prison.

 

The drunkest thing I've done...Well since I'm only 23 years of age I figure I have much more drunken experiences to happen, but so far this one takes the cake. It starts last year in San Deigo, CA when I had been medically dropped from a certain special program in the Navy. After a few months of healing some bad injuries and getting hooked up I managed to get a shot at another special program in the Navy. At this time I generally hated life since my body had failed me and my life goal was put on hold for a while. Upon leaving San Diego for Florida, I had a layover in Dallas. I decided to stay in Dallas for a night, trick the people at the airport ticket counter saying the base was closed after midnight and landed myself a nice hotel room near downtown Dallas. Called my friend up and asked what the dirtiest dive bar was in Dallas, he told me Lee Harvey's......long story short, a women's roller derby team stops by, I go back to her place, and I just might have a kid and I missed my flight. Showed up to my next command with my surfboard in hand, a sea bag, civilian clothes on, some serious scruff on my face, and a hard lesson learned from three very pissed off Chief's.

 

Good on you DosXX.

I often say if I hadn't met my wife 30 years ago, I'd either be dead or famous.

I do too many stupid things when I drink... Got sucker punched over Easter Break and had my tooth pushed through my face. Can't say I didn't PROBABLY deserve it. I think I'm REALLY clever and EXTREMELY funny after a few dozen drinks...

 

This is what I was charged with back in 92:
18 2701 (A1) SIMPLE ASSAULT
18 2702 (F1) AGGRAVATED ASSAULT
18 2706 (M1) TERRORISTIC THREATS w/Intent to Injure
18 3304 (A) Criminal Mischief
And numerous other firearms/Disorderly Conduct violations.
Whiskey-induced maniacal rampage through the streets and boardwalk of Atlantic City. It all started with a slice of Pizza thrown at a hooker. Then a broken bottle over someone's head at the Pittsburgh Landing Bar. Then, I'm not so sure what happened but court documents state that I drove my Harley into someone's front porch, battled with the piggies, and ended up in the slammer with a cracked skull.
Alcohol is bad Umkay.
I still love my Jack Daniels though.

 

Now that's dedication.

I'm starting to like this thread more and more.....

"Either dead or famous...." That's a good line.

People feel free to share your GHB, roofies or other substance stories as well.......

 

You guys are nuts. Lets go drinking!