So me and the girlfriend are going through some hard times, right? She said something that REALLY hurt me, and I bawled my eyes out for an hour and a half last night.

So tonight I wanted to get smashed, right? The crippled kid that lives in the suite next to mine and we share a bathroom has a fridge STOCKED with alcohol.

I made a new drink called TMD: Tequilla Mountain Dew. I drank maybe 1-2 shots worth. Not a lot, but enough to get me tipsy and talking about my problems.

So we hear some girls out in the hall, right? I tell them ALL about my problems, and they're all really sweet about it. The prettiest, sexiest, hadn't had a sip of alcohol girl came into my room and cuddled with me for 4 hours (We eventually fell asleep.) No dirty stuff, nothing like that. We just cuddled and talked. Amazing!

I gave her a kiss on the cheek and thanked her for helping me relax and get my problems off my chest. She gave me one back and said that she'd be there any time.

It's NOT every day you meet someone that can do something like that. I totally don't want to get in this girl's pants, but I totally needed someone to just be close with tonight. This girl is an amazing friend.

Post your surprisingly good drunk stories! (By the way, the alcohol has warn off by this point, I'm just a little cloudy. Am I good enough to drive, Wolfy?)

Oh, and this isn't a "I TALK TO GIRLS!" thread. **** you who think it is. I'm just telling a surprising story. You'd expect a heartbroken half-drunk guy to **** a girl and get all guilty when he woke up? No. Fantastically comfortable situation that really made me feel better.

When I was 12, my mom and I were driving back from the ocean, and she was drunk, and she got arrested and sent to jail in Nowheresville, South Washington for a year and half. Afterwards, they put a breathalyzer machine with a camera on it in the kitchen that she had to use whenever they called her and told her to. She also had to wear one of those monitoring bracelets, and it also used the phone line so if someone was on the phone at the same time that they dialed her bracelet she'd be marked as not being home. Also, since we had to move out of our old place and into a crummy dump in order to have everything hooked up, I missed a lot of ninth grade. I'm currently doing High School Completion at Green River Community College.

-... I'm bad at this game.

Here's mine. Me and my girlfriend (ex gf now) had a huge problem a few months ago, she had told me she don't have the kind of feelings towards me as she should, and that this might not be going anywhere. She also had a new friend (who has a penis), who she was spending her all time with. All her attention was on him. One night she was with him somewhere, and i was sitting home alone. I thought "f**k this, i don't have to take this. I'm getting drunk" and i bought a beercase. After 14 or so beers i decided to call my friend to come pick me up and the rest is history. Anyway, this is how i met my current gf. The next day i after i had sobered up, i went to school and when i got home i broke up with my ex. Now she won't leave me alone.

I remember having a beer with two really hawt girls sometime.

The next morning I woke up and one was laying on top of me, the other next to me. I still don't remember what happened, even though they hinted at it several times.

I'm not worried so much about the alcohol as much as your ability to reach the pedals.

girls lol

LOL KIRBY TALKS TO GIRLS LOL

I discovered this past weekend that I have the ability to drink like twice as much alcohol as anyone else and barely feel it. This may have something to do with the fact that I'm practically twice their weight. But yeah I was buzzed, my friends were smashed off their asses, and we were all yelling into a silo (personally I was trying to find the resonant frequency; I dunno about the others).

Umm yeah that's about it. I didn't really start drinking until recently so I don't yet have any good drunk stories. I CAN tell you, however, that SSRIs mixed with alcohol don't do anything. It's bull****.

Something that hurt you? Wow. That must be like achilles heel or something.

I dunno, that was a pretty average drunk story.

One time, the friend with the beard and I were walking home from a bar (or maybe we were walking to another bar) and we were stopped at an intersection waiting for the light to change. A convertible with four chicks, at least three intoxicated, pulls up parallel, also waiting for the late. We drunkenly yell "SHOW US YER TITTEMS", so all four of them up their shirts. There they were, 8 of God's greatest creation, being jiggled and joggled for our viewing pleasure. Then they told us to jump in, so we did. We drove to the next bar, two broads for me, and two for the friend with the beard.

I think I must have passed out, because I don't remember what happened after that.

I was in San Diego years ago on St. Patricks Day. Was down there for a big lacrosse tournament. We went to Hooters downtown for a team dinner then wandered around downtown for a while. Lots of people were drinking and partying all over the place. One of my teammates had his video camera with him and was asking girls to show their ****. Drunk girls showed us their ****. This was before Girls Gone Wild existed. We missed out on lots and lots of money, sadly.

I was in Sweden few years back and got quite drunk and told Norwegians their language sounded like gibberish (I think I had some silly comic about it in the past) and asked women if they wanted free mammography. Quite freaky. And that's all I remember from that night. Hmm.

well just last night, i had tanked about 15 or 16 brews and was absolulely shattered when this amazing girl came up to me and said hey and grabbed my butt. i don't remember what happend after that.

I woke up this morning next to a hawt girl. I don't know how she got there?? So we went and got lunch!

on wednesday i completed the centurion challenge then downed half a pint of an evil ****mix full of nasty drinks.

witness reports state that i then had a fight with a telephone.

I would love to see this from the girl's perspective.

Srsly.

I think that's great Kirby! Definately try and keep her as a friend - it's so hard to find people like that. I've only met one person who I was instantly comfortable with; unfortunately he's addicted to WoW. As for drunk stories, I honestly can't think of a good one. The best ones are the ones with my D&D guys, which usually ends up in some kind of fighting. The last time we drank together, my friend tried to crush my face with his hands. My face hurt for some time after that...it was awesome!

I once went over to my buddies house to have a smoke. Remember walking up his steps and nothing more. Woke up the next morning home in my own bed. Dont know what happened.

The best drunk stories - are the stories that never get told.

I've never been drunk, but I have a couple of friends that got drunk and ran around Walmart honking bicycle horns at people.


Also, once when driving, I came to a stop light and this guy starts yelling from the passenger side of the car next to me.
"Hey! Hey, man! Hey whitey!" I then rolled my window down and asked him what was up. He inqures,
"Hey, do you want to go burn one?"
"Uh... what?"
"Yeah, man! I've got one rolled up at my place. Lets go!"
To which I respond, "Uh... actually I'm not really into that sort of thing."
The strange man gives me a puzzled look and comes to a conclusion, "Oh... So your a crack-head?! Haha! Your a crack-head! Hey this guys a crack-head!"
As the light changes, I go straight, his car procedes left. He's sticking out his window pointing and laughing, "HAHA, CRACK-HEAD!"