Teenage Parties
Ah, the heady days when catering consisted of a crate of lager and some vodka illicitly extracted by whoever looked oldest, decoration consisted of removing any breakable furniture and the morning after was just the morning and not the rest of the week.
Tell us who you snogged, where you threw up and who just would not leave.
( , Thu 13 Apr 2006, 10:20)
Ah, the heady days when catering consisted of a crate of lager and some vodka illicitly extracted by whoever looked oldest, decoration consisted of removing any breakable furniture and the morning after was just the morning and not the rest of the week.
Tell us who you snogged, where you threw up and who just would not leave.
( , Thu 13 Apr 2006, 10:20)
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Pot hangover
The worst hangover I have ever had in my life was caused by pot. And it involved nobody getting high.
Me and a mate got together at his place after work, where a couple of the gals that worked with us, who I will call L and S, were going to join us. One of which, L, I was hot for.
Well, I knew that L liked to drink vodka, so I went to the store and got me a liter bottle. The only brand I knew was Smirnoff. And here they were with Smirnoff 180 on sale. 90% alcohol. Perfect.
Got to my mates house with my bottle. Half hour later, L called with her regrets. What happened?
Well, L and S went by L's house to get a spliff. Her stash was so low, they tried to roll one made of sticks and seeds. And as they were trying to get it to light, L's boyfriend got home, detected L getting ready to go out, and put a stop to that.
So she calls, W (my mate) gets the call and breaks the news to me, and that was that. I took a liter mug, filled it half way with Smirnoff, added an equal amount of orange juice, and drank it. Half hour later, repeated the process.
Was sitting on the lounge half an hour after finishing the second mug full, and realised that I couldn't feel anything below my waist. Had W lift my legs up, so I could lie down. A half an hour after that, my pager went off. W had to bring the phone and hold it by my face, cause my arms wouldn't move. I convinced the duty officer at work that the problem that he was calling about could not be fixed that night in any way, that it would have to wait for the next morning (next morning starting in maybe 5 minutes anyway).
I lay on W's lounge all night, unable to move. Perfectly clear headed, but couldn't move anything but my tongue. Nothing came up, I got up about 4 am and drove to work to deal with the last nights emergency.
The hangover (the most splitting headache, and total dehydration, I have ever had) hit shortly after I pulled in at my desk. Learned about the value of tomato juice for hangover relief from a nurse there (I was working at a hospital). I have always kept a couple cans of tj on hand ever since.
( , Thu 20 Apr 2006, 6:45, Reply)
The worst hangover I have ever had in my life was caused by pot. And it involved nobody getting high.
Me and a mate got together at his place after work, where a couple of the gals that worked with us, who I will call L and S, were going to join us. One of which, L, I was hot for.
Well, I knew that L liked to drink vodka, so I went to the store and got me a liter bottle. The only brand I knew was Smirnoff. And here they were with Smirnoff 180 on sale. 90% alcohol. Perfect.
Got to my mates house with my bottle. Half hour later, L called with her regrets. What happened?
Well, L and S went by L's house to get a spliff. Her stash was so low, they tried to roll one made of sticks and seeds. And as they were trying to get it to light, L's boyfriend got home, detected L getting ready to go out, and put a stop to that.
So she calls, W (my mate) gets the call and breaks the news to me, and that was that. I took a liter mug, filled it half way with Smirnoff, added an equal amount of orange juice, and drank it. Half hour later, repeated the process.
Was sitting on the lounge half an hour after finishing the second mug full, and realised that I couldn't feel anything below my waist. Had W lift my legs up, so I could lie down. A half an hour after that, my pager went off. W had to bring the phone and hold it by my face, cause my arms wouldn't move. I convinced the duty officer at work that the problem that he was calling about could not be fixed that night in any way, that it would have to wait for the next morning (next morning starting in maybe 5 minutes anyway).
I lay on W's lounge all night, unable to move. Perfectly clear headed, but couldn't move anything but my tongue. Nothing came up, I got up about 4 am and drove to work to deal with the last nights emergency.
The hangover (the most splitting headache, and total dehydration, I have ever had) hit shortly after I pulled in at my desk. Learned about the value of tomato juice for hangover relief from a nurse there (I was working at a hospital). I have always kept a couple cans of tj on hand ever since.
( , Thu 20 Apr 2006, 6:45, Reply)
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