Lonelygirl15

Here is where you post your worst puking story.

When I was 16, I tried to get drunk, because I had never been drunk before. My boyfriend brought a bottle of pure rum and I just started chugging it. When the movie started, I passed out. Halfway through the movie, puke just started flowing out of my mouth. We ran out of there, and then I proceeded to puke all over his parents' really nice car. Then the next day, I had to wake up early and destroy the evidence by throwing it all into the washer. My boyfriend called and said he showed the car to his parents, and they made him go and get it detailed. It was that bad.

I still can't go to that movie theatre.

Mine's around the same age, maybe a year younger. I was over at a friend's house for some sort of holiday party and we stole a bunch of liquor out of her parent's cabinet--it was 4 of us, us two girls and my friend's BF and a friend of his, both of which I had used to go to school with. In any case, we did the typical mixing all kinds of liquors together and she ended up getting mega sick and her parents found out and whatnot and I ended up passing out. When I woke up the next morning I remembered vaguely a dream I had about something chunky on me--and that's when my friend's sister informed me that my friend had thrown up all over me.

Gah, I'm gagging just writing it.

Last year we went to Vegas for my best friends bachelorette party and I drank a little (way) to much. So much in fact that the casino wheeled me out in a wheel chair (never drank that much before) and then they just put me and my drunk friend in a cab and we were both too drunk to tell him where our hotel was so he just took us across the street and dropped us off behind another hotel (it was actually right next door to ours but we were too drunk to know that)
I don't remember much after that, but my sister said when she found us I was hugging a boulder covered in throw up and my friend Laura was in between two dumpsters crying.
The funny thing about it all was that when I woke up the next morning I was still drunk and had throw up all in my hair and when I looked in the mirror I thought " oh, my hair looks so cute."

agent_fondue wrote:Last year we went to Vegas for my best friends bachelorette party and I drank a little (way) to much. So much in fact that the casino wheeled me out in a wheel chair (never drank that much before) and then they just put me and my drunk friend in a cab and we were both too drunk to tell him where our hotel was so he just took us across the street and dropped us off behind another hotel (it was actually right next door to ours but we were too drunk to know that)
I don't remember much after that, but my sister said when she found us I was hugging a boulder covered in throw up and my friend Laura was in between two dumpsters crying.
The funny thing about it all was that when I woke up the next morning I was still drunk and had throw up all in my hair and when I looked in the mirror I thought " oh, my hair looks so cute."

LMAO!!! I started giggling at the line "I was hugging a boulder covered in throw up and my friend Laura was in between two dumpsters crying." but I was full out laughing at "oh my hair looks so cute".....awesome story!!

Mirage wrote:

agent_fondue wrote:Last year we went to Vegas for my best friends bachelorette party and I drank a little (way) to much. So much in fact that the casino wheeled me out in a wheel chair (never drank that much before) and then they just put me and my drunk friend in a cab and we were both too drunk to tell him where our hotel was so he just took us across the street and dropped us off behind another hotel (it was actually right next door to ours but we were too drunk to know that)
I don't remember much after that, but my sister said when she found us I was hugging a boulder covered in throw up and my friend Laura was in between two dumpsters crying.
The funny thing about it all was that when I woke up the next morning I was still drunk and had throw up all in my hair and when I looked in the mirror I thought " oh, my hair looks so cute."

LMAO!!! I started giggling at the line "I was hugging a boulder covered in throw up and my friend Laura was in between two dumpsters crying." but I was full out laughing at "oh my hair looks so cute".....awesome story!!

well, if you can't laugh about it at the time, you might as well laugh about it later, right?
I wasent laughing then, but it couses me to chuckle a bit now.

OMG! So you don't know what happened? Oh gosh!

glowe126 wrote:OMG! So you don't know what happened? Oh gosh!

That is pretty scary to me too, but there were 10 people with us and after hearing all of their stories from that night i think I know everything that happened even if I don't remember it myself.

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agent_fondue wrote:Last year we went to Vegas for my best friends bachelorette party and I drank a little (way) to much. So much in fact that the casino wheeled me out in a wheel chair (never drank that much before) and then they just put me and my drunk friend in a cab and we were both too drunk to tell him where our hotel was so he just took us across the street and dropped us off behind another hotel (it was actually right next door to ours but we were too drunk to know that)
I don't remember much after that, but my sister said when she found us I was hugging a boulder covered in throw up and my friend Laura was in between two dumpsters crying.
The funny thing about it all was that when I woke up the next morning I was still drunk and had throw up all in my hair and when I looked in the mirror I thought " oh, my hair looks so cute."

That sent me into fits of hysteria! lmao but I have to ask: why was Laura crying?

MrsCop wrote:

agent_fondue wrote:Last year we went to Vegas for my best friends bachelorette party and I drank a little (way) to much. So much in fact that the casino wheeled me out in a wheel chair (never drank that much before) and then they just put me and my drunk friend in a cab and we were both too drunk to tell him where our hotel was so he just took us across the street and dropped us off behind another hotel (it was actually right next door to ours but we were too drunk to know that)
I don't remember much after that, but my sister said when she found us I was hugging a boulder covered in throw up and my friend Laura was in between two dumpsters crying.
The funny thing about it all was that when I woke up the next morning I was still drunk and had throw up all in my hair and when I looked in the mirror I thought " oh, my hair looks so cute."

That sent me into fits of hysteria! lmao but I have to ask: why was Laura crying?

She had no idea where out hotel was and I guess she was too drunk to think to go ask someone.

But we were litterally right next door to our hotel, if she would have walked around the dumpsters she would have seen it.

That was a funny story, btw.

AutoPilate wrote:That was a funny story, btw.

I'm glad my complete stupidity/low tolerance for alcohol could amuse everyone so thoroughly.

rofl I'm so sorry, fondue, but your story is truly brilliant! My sincere condolences to your friend Laura. I only say this b/c I've been that drunk before.

MrsCop wrote:rofl I'm so sorry, fondue, but your story is truly brilliant! My sincere condolences to your friend Laura. I only say this b/c I've been that drunk before.

Its okay, I was the one who put it out there, and it is pretty funny in hindsight.