Went to a club with a few friends a few years ago. This guy tried buying me shots and I was hesitant. My friends saw this happening and told me that his ex was there giving me the dirtiest looks so I thought, "Hey.. Why not? I get to get drunk for free and in the process I can get my girls drinks too." Hah!! Told him for every shot I took I needed a "chaser" and my chaser was a vodka cran. Dummy guy didn't know that I had a high tolerance for alcohol at the time so he proceeded to buy me 7 shots and 7 vodka crans within an hour on top of the 5 vodka crans I had earlier. Of course I only took a sip of the vodka cran and handed them off to my girls while he wasnt looking. LOL By the 12th shot, I was done for the night. I told the driver that I was going to go ahead and puke my brains out in the bathroom, walked to the bathroom by myself in my stiletto heels, did my thing. Someone heard me puking and called one of the bouncers and they got me water because they thought I had alcohol poisoning. We all ended up upstairs waiting for one of the girls and I slipped away back downstairs to puke AGAIN. Got back upstairs, into the car and got some food at the local gas station near by. They bought me water, soda crackers and a musubi(rice ball). I ate the musubi first, puked outside of the car door and couldn't stop laughing at the driver screaming, "Who the **** gave her the musubi?!" She shoved the cracker into my mouth because I was laughing so hard. Fast forward to the car ride home, I told the girl's that I was sorry that I was puking my brains out and I prolly smelled like hell. One of them said, "Hell don't be sorry. Itjust means you had more fun than the rest of us!" Btw I had no hangover the next morning, I remembered everything, AND I walked to the bathroom all by myself without someone dragging my ass to the bathroom. Hahahaha!! Funniest night ever!!!
I used to live in uni student living apartments across from the uni I was at and it had a pub underneath it. Every week my friends and I would have tequila fridays, it would always end up with us at the pub. One of those nights, I drank enough that I thought it was a brilliant idea to break into the computer lab with some random and 'borrow' a swivel chair to race down the road outside. The uni was at the top of a hill, I hit the uni bus first, then a concrete square thing and finally I flipped the chair and hit my head on the concrete right outside the pub, everyone thought I'd died until I got up laughing. I dont remember anything else except for waking up in a trolley at my door.
My stag do in February. Ended up having a tequila race of 6 shots with my brother. I'd been heavily drinking before hand and soon as I finished the shot race, which I lost, I blanked out for the night. Woke up wear a vomit soaked shirt and several pictures of the night sent to me by my friends. No one should remember a good tequila drinking session!