You expect me to remember?

It’s not the drunkest I’ve been but it was a funny time, in college we were drinking 151 around a fire in the woods. I brownout and when I come to I am about 3ft off the ground suspended in the air by a Holly bush. No idea wtf I was doing and no one was around when I got stuck there but I called out for help and fortunately a gargantuan friend was able to pluck me out of those bushes. 😂 Good times.

Got drunk after a terrible day at work. Walked home and climbed in bed and started to jerk off to end the long day. Some random person walked in on me.

I was in the wrong house.

In my early 20’s, I once drank from about 9am to, shit, i-don’t-remember PM. Buddy dragged me along to a static x concert. I fell asleep. Standing up. At a static x concert.

I was in Bucharest and I went into town for dinner with a friend before we were to leave the next day. It was about -2c out and I didn’t have a suitable jacket. We started drinking and my latest memory is about 8pm. I woke up the next morning at the hotel without about 40 missed calls from my wife. She said she’d called me at one point and I’d lost my friend and I was outside a club, so drunk that I couldn’t read the name of the place and had to spell it out. I hung up and when she called later a Romanian picked up and she couldn’t understand them, that was around 3am. She googled the name of the club and it was 2 miles outside of town. We still don’t know how we got home.