Biggest/Latest Bender

[DeadSeraphim]

[COLOR=Indigo][SIZE=1][FONT=Arial]What was your biggest or latest bender? You know, whichever you remember. I understand that experiences with alcohol can leave patchy memories for some of you Cadburies, so I figured I'd give you an [i]option[/i]. [B]Cause that's just the kind of guy I am.[/B]

My latest and biggest are synonymous, and happened yesterday at my friend Toby's 18th. The party was meant to start at 5pm or something, but I turned up at 12:30pm to help set up, buy booze, etc. We started drinking at 2, and stopped at 4 when Toby's Mum cracked the shits something chronic, but resumed once more at 5 when the party 'officially' started. We were not sober at this point, and it becomes a bit of a blur after this, but I'll do my best to remember my input (output was less). It goes:

5 premixed bottles of rum and coke (7 standard drinks)
10+ premixed cans of rum and coke (15 standard drinks+)
2 glasses of champagne (3 standard drinks+)
Assorted lolly waters, spirits, etc (5 standard drinks?)

[b]Recommended standard drinks a day:[/b] 4-6
[b]Amount of drinks I had in less than 10 hours:[/b] 30+

Lots of water before crashing out in the Purple Room meant I still remember all this, which is amazing. On top of this alcohol intake was 40 cigarettes consumed in chain smoking fashion, which actually kept me down with a nicotine overdose for a while there (long story, don't ask), and a lot of stupid, stupid actions and flirting that would be inexcusable if I was anyone else.

On the bender scale I rate it a 6. Better than any times before it, but I could've done better. Toby had like 50 drinks, man, and got a personalised strip show. That's a role model to look up to.[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[Andrew]

[SIZE=1]Sounds like your a little outta my league where it comes to drink. I generally consider it a good night if I get to 8 pints and haven't been sick. ¬_¬

Anyway, on to the question. My latest bender was Friday night. I went out with my cousin and some of his freinds for a freind's 23rd birthday. I remember most of the night fairly well and by nights end I think I'd had somewhere around my usual 8 pints and felt pretty damn good!

We went to the usual watering hole to start off, had a laugh, joked around, pointed out any noticeable "talent" and then moved onto this club I've never been to before. And much to my surprise (and relief) there was a pole dancer. Naturally the birthday boy had a private dance out of our wallets and we had a few words with the stripper in question. That's a really strange conversation, especially when the woman was wearing very little.

I remember I did have a dance (and what not) with some blonde girl and me and my cousin ended up running like a mile or two to try and meet his ex-girlfriend because he thought she was in trouble. She was fine naturally and we ended up walking her home. Or he walked her home, I walked awkwardly with them while they blatantly flirted and what not.

Taxi home for all three of us then for a mere 10 english pounds, which suited me fine. All in all a pretty interesting night, especially since I haven't been out for a good drink in what seems like months.[/SIZE]

[The13thMan]

[COLOR=DarkOrange][FONT=Century Gothic]Ah...binge drinking. I personally look down on people that abuse alcohol in such a manner. But whatever. You have a good time doing it, so who cares if you look like a moron in the process?

I don't drink. Partly because i don't hang out with that crowd, partly because my family has a history of abusing alcohol so it makes me more likely to become an alcoholic. But, i do go to college and i do see drunks on a regular basis. Just yesterday was kind of funny.

I go to take a piss and i see these guys hanging around this pathetically fat dude laying on the floor, sick from all the drinking.

I hear him talking and he's like: Dude....i'm gonna get n-naked! Yeah...yeah, thenwait! No... i'm gonna get in the.... take a shower naked... yeah. Then-then i'm gonna throw up all over dis place, dude. God... Then after...yeah, then i'm going to smoke some weed. Man, weed, no madder wut i'm d-doing weeeed makes me feel better. Yeah... You dun' want me ta get violent! ::starts banging on the walls::

Then his friends, who are drunk as well, say: Hahahahaha, this is focking ri-did-q-lust! Hahaha, ****, he's like, whoa, like, so drunk! Haha... Guys, let's we shud like poor cocoa puffs all over him! (no joke)

Yeah, i get a good laugh out of some of the binge drinkers in my dorm. Haha.

So, more power to ya! ;)
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[Rachmaninoff]

Well lets see...the last time I had a case of getting wasted was approximately...Never.

I don't even drink let along have a bender or time where I can't remember what happened. But like The13thMan I do attend college and run into all sorts of other people in the apartment complex I live in getting wasted and my own roommates do on occasion. And it is good for a laugh even if it is pathetic to watch.

Not that it's pathetic that they got drunk, but rather the things that they do that normally they would never do. And this weekend it was deciding to play a game of who can piss on someone entering the complex from the vantage point of being up three stories where they don't know you are there. Though it was amusing to see them get arrested shortly after they got that bright idea. They were too wasted to even consider the possibility of getting into trouble.

In the end I just don't see the attraction since I can think of other activities that are far more enjoyable than getting wasted. But hey, what ever floats your boat right?

[Gavin]

[SIZE=1]Interesting, most interesting.

Well I've been sober for the past twelve months, so I guess I'm going to have to go with the biggest bender rather than the latest one. I suppose it's too late to prevent the thought of the stereotypical Irishman with the lead stomach, so I might as well just go on.

Anyway I was like DS and Andrew at a friend's birthday party, in this case a 21st which as many people know is the big one to celebrate after 18, I started light enough, a couple of beers with friends, moved on to shots of something or other as part of a party game which I unfortunately did not win, which mean more copious amounts of alcohol. After the game and a while more of socialising the heavier stuff was brought round, whiskey, at this point I'm probably on drink equivalent number fifteen or so and memory starts to blur along with eyesight.

I'm actually not at all sure how much I did drink that night, however I do remember probably towards the end of it, along with stories told by other people that [b]poitin[/b], which is a very strong drink [60/70% proof, depending on the mix] was brought out and I took a couple of shots of that to finish off the night. Of the actual finish I remember borrowing my friend's bed [he was otherwise occupied with his girlfriend] and waking up the next morning feeling quite worse for wear.

Not a great story, or even a good one, but tales of alcohol abuse seldom are I suppose. [/SIZE]