But we don't have a Honda Accord...
Well... my partner is a DJ, and had been booked on a lovely all expenses paid weekend to DJ in Rome. Nicely just after my Birthday. We pay for an extra few days out there and make a holiday of it. So the both of us trot off to Rome. Courtesy of previous health issues, I have great difficulty in staying awake, and also tend to not drink alcohol as it mixes with my meds in a strange way, and I tend to fall asleep after a single drink. I'm much more inclined towards your more err... naughty substances, more likely to keep me awake. Being in a foreign country, this posed some issues. Most notably customs. Secondly, sources. All I could find was cocaine. I won't touch coke, it's nasty, I'm a 'phet queen. So I decided 'Sod it, back to the days of drinking Jager!' I picked up a litre bottle of Jagermeiser in duty free, and trotted off to the club with it. Up on the podium, PVC catsuit, dancing away as the other half spins his set. Crowd cheering... necking the Jager. About 700ml, one hour, and about 7 stone of body weight in, everything dissapears.

Apparently, not even halfway through his set, I pass out. Like turning off the light, BAM, out cold. Next thing I remember was waking up, puking a shitload of Jager over my boots, passing out again. Apparently I was out for a good few hours. Then I wake up again, heaving, but nothing left to puke. And promptly pass out again. I wake up again in a taxi (possibly a Honda Accord..) being bundled off back to the hotel with my man. Wake up the next morning, or possibly and bugger off to the Coloseum, right as rain. Next day, hop on the plane back to London, race against time back from Gatwick into central, to the next club, to DJ yet another set.
I avoided the Jager this time, and stuck to what I can handle...
He never DJ'ed at the Rome club again. And I haven't spoken to the guys we were there with ever again. I think I made far, far too much of an embarassment out of myself to even raise my head in Rome again.
( Bathory, Sun 27 Mar 2011, 20:17, 2 replies)

Jesus!!!
You don't handle booze so you drank a bottle of Jagermeister?!


%ABV x volume (ml)
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1000

means you drank

35 x 700 / 1000 = 24.5 units!! (I had done this on proof which is 70% at first and got scared).

I bet you can't bare the smell of the stuff now!
( @><|= w0nu!) or cunt to my friends, Sun 27 Mar 2011, 20:33, closed)

Uh huh...
That was about 2 years ago, and I can't even look at a bottle of the stuff to this day! I've also not really been drunk since! Can't stand booze at all since then, the memories bring on the fear..
Before that I used to drink it like water, until I went on meds that don't react too well with booze. So I switched to other stimulants, heh.

Edit: bearing in mind, that's 24 units in a child size body! the mind boggles!
( Bathory, Sun 27 Mar 2011, 20:50, closed)