Booze Banter

Felix

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Okay here it is, the thread dedicated to alcohol. In this thread I'm sure we'll hear many a wonderfully bizzare stories and ideas. It's also a chance to try and sound sophisticated and self disciplined when discussing favourite drinks.

I'll start with my favourite drinks, and some least favourites! Grolsch is my beer of choice, nice and refreshing, and although it can expensive, it's buy one get one free in Tesco at the moment, so I'm stocked up! Of the very common lager, I do like Fosters, although it's a bit oily somehow. Stella is horrible I think, can't stand the stuff, and Carling is just pathetic. Some of the less well known beers and ales are nice too, even if you just share the stories on the labels and compare the elegance of the bottle. I've found out the hard way that both Cider and Tequila do not go down well, and after just one drink I feel sick. The drink I'm enjoying the most right now is double whiskey and coke, with a piece of orange. It is surprising how much of a difference a piece of orange makes, really transforms the drink and I urge any fellow whiskey fans to try it. Infact, at our local pub it is ?3 for a double and a mixer, so enticing I spent ?33 on it just a few weeks back, although I'm not going to do that again for a while. Whiskey on its own can be nice, but I think it all depends on the whiskey. JD is horrible, unless mixed with coke, at which point they all taste very similar. Jim Beam is decent, I do like the warm sensation I get when I drink it. Of course, the great advantage of whiskey to me is that it makes me a good drunk. Beer tends to make me sleepy, whiskey makes me lively and chatty, almost rowdy. I'll party on until I have no more whiskey to fuel me, and then I may attempt to find more, having said that, I've never got very far. I'm also fortunate not to be able to get hangovers, and I've put some serious effort into trying to get one. Only time I felt rough was when I drank 10ish bottles of Grolsch, didn't pee, got home, went to bed. I woke up in the morning feeling very, very bad, with every organ inside me presumably dying. Anyway, I'll share my many drunken stories once this thread gets going. :cheese:
 
Felix has much more experience with alcohol than I do, as I only really drink what I have (Smirnoff or Jaeger) unmixed drinks (usually just shot till I'm smashed). I'm not a big fan of beer because I just get full quickly.

I made out with two guys (simultaneously) one night when I was drunk, but later that night I ate my lady friend out and got a blowjob so it evened things out. Oh alcohol, how I love you.

Probably a "you had to be there" moment, but I was drinking pretty hard with a few friends at my house. I was constantly babbling about how I could run faster than anyone there and I'd beat them all in a race. We got on the street and prepared to run down it... 3... 2... 1... GO! I took one step off the ground and plummeted into the asphalt, face first. Oh god, ****ing hilarious.

I don't really have any good drinking stories because we usually just have a good time and don't do anything too crazy.

Drinking doesn't always equate to a good time, though. I was pretty off my chain when a few people started knocking on the door of the apartment. I think they threw a chair at it, or something. Anyways it was a bunch of African Americans outside and everyone inside started shouting... well, it was like a 4chan thread, basically (no, not Desu). Anyway, we were pretty scared when they started yelling back at us, haha, but nothing happened and they went away with time.

Oh and the next morning my ex broke up with me. Lul.
 
For beers, my favourite so far would have to be Pabst Blue Ribbon. It's really nice 24 for 24 beer. I'm pretty much down for anything though.


Hmmm, funny stories eh? I'd have to say watching my friend try to play John The Fisherman and repeatedly miss the first note.

I tried to vault out of a hot tub and fell face-first into a snowbank and fence.

Walked to the Beer Store to return empties, and while in there proceeded to stare blatantly at the breasts of the cashier, only to find everyone in the store (including her) watching me quizzically.


Meh
 
Felix I'm also a big fan of whiskey, my favorite drink at the moment is a whiskey and coke, I will definitely try the piece of orange. Have to say I hate Jim Beam though, shit is like firewater, but Jack Daniels and Evan Williams (bourbon) are delicious. I'm partial to rum and cokes too, or just straight rum if it's Cpt. Morgans (with some ice you can drink it straight and it really tastes good). Trying to get back into vodka after a few nasty nights, I love the occasional gin and tonic, and I absolutely ****ing hate tequila.

Beer doesn't really do it for me, I get full well before I get drunk. After about 5-6 beers my stomach is bloated and I'm ready to vomit because of it, but I've only got a moderate buzz. This is why I usually stick to liquor, I just enjoy it more.

I've had quite a few epic drunk adventures but I think the most epic was my longest blackout. My last memories of that night are at about 11pm, with 15 people in my tiny dorm room drinking. I can last remember finishing my 8th or 9th drink, with well over 2/3 of my handle of E-dub remaining, talking animatedly to a few friends I hadn't seen in a while that decided to stop by that evening.

After that it's all black except for a couple of extremely vague memory-sensations that might as well have been in a dream. I woke up without my wallet, shirt, lighter, keys, or chapstick, and my box of cigarettes and handle of liquor which had both been full the previous morning were completely empty. Apparently I was up until 4am - another five hours - and walked with my friends to a bunch of other houses all over creation.

My friends tell me that I drank something like 15-20 drinks (which is insane considering I weigh not very much) and the following are highlights of my drunken antics:
- screaming intelligibly about crackheads as we walked down a bike trail in a less safe area of town that's often swarming with the ****ers
- completely flipping out and losing my shit when an owl swooped out 5 feet in front of us
- being carried almost the entire way to carrboro (>1mile)
- attempting to open my dorm room door with a cigarette
- attempting to light my cigarette with chapstick (when this didn't work, I took the cap off the chapstick and tried again)
- shouting obscenities at passing police cars multiple times
 
lol ennui.

And myself usually go for a Carling or Fosters topped (means the fill it almost all the way and stick a bit of lemonade on top, it goes awsomely together) when Im at the pub with mates. If im out on the lash then usually bottles of various lagers (grolsh, budweiser, red stripe) keep me going for a while until i get really bloated from the crap, then I switch to stuff like malibu/vodka with various softdrinks, with shots of god knows what inbetween of course.

My biggest piss up would have to be the first night of freshers night (when I had to be up at 7 the next morning) where all I can remember doing was chatting to a new person every minute drinking something, finishing it and then grabbing two shots before grabbing something else and drinking it, I lost count of how much I had but apparantly on reaching the flat I decided to race my roomates (they were as bad as I was) to the room but going via the stairs while they took the lift (we were on the seventh floor), I have no memory of what happened next but I did awake in my corridor outside my room with bruises and scratches all over my legs.

So not only did I have to try compose myself for a 3 hour welcome meeting, I had to sit through it starting at 8 in the morning with a splitting headache and my legs killing, just praying not to throw on the person sitting in front of me. I did not eat that day until about 6 in the afternoon.
 
I'm not a big fan of whiskey, after a few too many bad happenings upon consumption of the liquid, the smell of it now makes me feel ill. I love Corona with a little slice of lime in the top, sadly it's a bit too expensive. I normally have to make do drinking a nice cold Fosters or smooth Banks's. Sometimes I'll move onto shots of Vodka or Tequila, that's normally reserved for special occassions though.

Where I live there is a Private Boys School literally down the street from me. One night, myself and three of my friends got a little drunk and decided to pay this school a visit. We managed to, God knows how, climb over their fence and get to their playing fields. To our surprise and delight there were two portable goal posts (soccer) left outside. We 'borrowed' them and contributed them both to the local bowling green. With no doubt, my favourite part of the night was when a couple of chavs spotted and consequently started shouting about two moving goal posts.
 
Beer man here, but 19 out of 20 mainstream beers are horrible piss (Fosters definitely included). Gimme a steady supply of Timothy Taylor's Landlord, Old Speckled Hen, Old Rasputin, or whatever, and I'm happy for the night.

I've stumbled across some fantastically tasty beers here in Ireland recently, even though this country just tends to be stacked to the gills with Guinness and isn't actually that great for ales. One good one was Galway Hooker (hooker as in boat, according to the logo) - had it in a pub in Carrick and I could have sat drinking it for days it was so nice, but my girlfriend wanted to go somewhere else to eat :/

Another great beer was in this place called the Porterhouse - there's a couple in Dublin and one in Covent Garden in London apparently. Superb beers - their 'Plain Porter' is probably the best thing I've ever tasted. ALL of their beers are house brews, they don't sell any fizzy weewee stuff like you get in most places. They even have one brew which is created by mixing live oysters into the fermentation process...! It was a nice idea, and loads of people rate it, but personally it just tasted too ****ing strongly of fish to me.

As for humerus anecdotes, hrrmrmrm... None really. I don't really drink to get blitzed any more. I quit drinking cider after an experience where I vomited BBQ'ed meat all over myself in my sleep once, and my friend had to pick bits of mincemeat out of my mouth and nostrils as I snoozed. Then in the morning I nearly shit myself on the way to the toilet, collapsed all over my friend's bathroom, kept falling asleep in the shower, and eventually called out for more toilet paper only for my friend to bring some in and discover me sitting naked on the bog. Rough hangover that day.
 
There was this one time I bit into a chocolate covered cherry and there was an odd warm tingling sensation in my mouth, and I realised it had alcohol in it.

I felt violated.
 
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There was this one time I bit into a cherry and there was an odd warm tingling sensation in my mouth.

I felt violated.

Isn't she the one that's meant to felt violated if you're biting into a cherry? :naughty:
 
Hi, my name is Bob, and I have a problem.
 
Hi Bob! :D


For me, it's either a stoli black russian, or a c+c dry when i'm goin out. Beer, it's a Heineken or a Stella Artios.
Shot's i can be anything, but i prefer Stoli for vod, makers or chivas, and Jieger. Also, a few shots of mezzie tequila doesn't go astray too. Galliano or Sambuca if somebody else is shouting.




Cocktails, probably a slow comfortable screw against a wall...love the mango fandango.


Only time I felt rough was when I drank 10ish bottles of Grolsch

Felix, that is the worst ****in beer out there. Why do that to yourself? D:
 
The weirdest thing thats happened to me whilst drinking was around October last year when I had my first absinthe experience. I got a bit too cocky with it, had way more shots then I should of done and from then until the next afternoon, remembered two occasions - wading through the shallows of a lake and having a quick nap on the bank, and then staggering around my kitchen with a bag of crisps. How I got in to my house is a mystery, as I had no key on me at the time. I went downstairs the next day expecting to find some Road Runner-esqe human shaped hole in the wall, or more realistically, a kicked in door or a smashed window. Thankfully not, but still... :|

As of recently, Magners has become a big favourite of mine. It's the summer weather that does it, I tell you. I'm not even a fan of cider but I really enjoy a good bottle of this in the sun. A usual choice in town is a Fosters or a Carlsberg, or on the pound a pint nights anyway. Theres one student bar in town that does the best Budweiser on tap, it's insane. I'm usually not a huge fan, but the stuff on tap tastes beautiful. Too bad thats never pound a pint on a Tuesday. Thats really it, though.

EDIT: Actually, when I've the money, Jager. But yeah, when I've the money, which is rare.

I was over at my mates the other day and we popped over to ASDA 24 to get some supplies but none of us really had much money. Because of this, they all thought it would be wise to chip in aboit 50p each and get some ASDA Smart Price 'Lager', much to my warnings of how seriously dire it is. I mean, it isn't even a brand name, it's just 'Lager' :LOL: Anyway, I played it safe and got a few Fosters but they got not one, but three bloody cheap crates of the Lager, smarmy and boastful as they walked away spending no less then a fiver on three x12 can crates. Man, the jokes were on them later. So, so ****ing bad. Eurgh.
 
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