Your bad drinker mate, everyone has at least one.

[happy daze]

I've got 4 unopened bottles of booze in the trunk of my car: everclear grain alcohol, ballantines 12 year whiskey, seagrams and gordon's gin. I don't drink, so anyone who sees me pass by give a holler and the night is yours to fuck up!

[Princess Kitty]

I don't drink. Brings out the worst in me. Watched someone dear to me die of alcoholism. Most miserable way to die. Not pretty at all. So I stay away from the sauce. Fuck that

[opi8]

Interesting - the inhabitants of Hampshire, UK are also more nasty, on average, than most other places... when drunk. I mean.

fuck u guys new hampshire is the shit.


oh wait no its not

[jdub]

I've got 4 unopened bottles of booze in the trunk of my car: everclear grain alcohol, ballantines 12 year whiskey, seagrams and gordon's gin. I don't drink, so anyone who sees me pass by give a holler and the night is yours to fuck up!

What kinda car am I looking for?

[epione]

dude, I could so be that guy. the first 2 months, well maybe 3 or 4, I kicked H, I drank myself into a coma every day cuz the cravings were driving me crazy but the last thing I wanted to do was shoot H again. I was thrown in jail, taken to the hospital, taken to detox, picked fights on the street, pissed myself, everything you could imagine, it was unbelievable. But I'm not big on alcohol so it ended pretty quick, without going back to H for a long long time. still managing to avoid a H habit, and drink once every 6 months or so, but damn was I a nasty alcoholic those first few months. you would not have wanted to be around me at all.

[buc]

I never could tolerate alcohol.
Makes me sick.
In the past 10-15 years I've drank 1 or 2 beers..........probably didn't even finish those.

[Michael]

Epione, I've experienced similar. When I was living with my father, who's an alcoholic, I found myself drinking more and more. Til I'd be drinking every day with him, starting earlier and earlier in the day. It was the lack of H that did it to me. It was either wine, or whiskey. That's all he really drinks and therefore all I drank by extension.

It got to the point, my room absolutely stunk. I would pass out in the afternoon sometime, with all my clothes on and wake up feeling horrible and thirsty sometime around 9 or 10. Where I would just drink until I fell asleep again. But I started noticing I had this horrible smell around me all the time. Somewhere in between a mix of that smell you get when you're hanging out bad, sweat and almost like the smell of an abscess or something. Just nasty. I eventually cut back and was showering more, plus washed my sheets and duvets and it went away. I still wonder about it, It's not like I was missing showering enough for it to be just sweat. It was like some poisonous booze sweat or something

[chemboy7]

About a year ago I was over my brothers house. When me and my brother start drinking we don't mess around we get hammered. So anyways started drinking and when the morning came around my sister in law wakes me up yelling. She was not happy. She claims that after my brother went and passed out that I came in their room and pissed on the floor at the foot of their bed. Get this, they have 3 dogs and a cat and I get blamed for that shit. I really don't think I did it, and I told her as much. She claimed to have seen me but I don't buy it. Who is gonna lay there and watch me piss all over and then wait for the morning to chew me out? I hear about it every time we start drinking now. It's a broken fucking record man. "We're locking our bedroom door. Don't piss anywhere but the toilet". If I was more vindictive I'd wait til I was in withdrawl and go over there and find somewhere nice and fancy to shit.

[Defense34]

it may be the dxm talking but thats fucking hilarious man, somewhere nice and fancy to shit! haha man you should leave a sweet jackson pollack on he carpet next time hahaha

[thatoneguy]

My dad did the same thing waited till the morning to bitch me out about pissing on the couch lol I am like you really watched me come into the front room piss on the couch and not wake me up. He claimed I told him I would knock his old ass out LOL

I probably totally did that lol

[chemboy7]

It's possible that I did too, honestly, though I'd never let them hear that. She claims she was too scared to do anything but act like she was sleeping. In retrospect, it was a lot of piss to come from such small animals. I dunno; I didn't do it, that's the story I'm sticking too. Either way it's been like a year and it was just a little piss. You'd figure she'd let it go by now. Shit, my brother thinks it's hilarious.

[thatoneguy]

that same night I tried to get outta my buddies car in the middle of the freeway cause he stopped on the side of the road to pee I thought I was home lol I beleive kpins were involved

I am glad I dont drink anymore lol

[buc]

My dad was a violent alcoholic.
He used to beat my mom and terrified me and my little sister.
Screaming and yelling, police calls and fear are my early memories of him.
Mom divorced him when I was about 5 but he'd still come around to see us kids.
I remember him taking us for the day.........he'd take us to the bar..........where we'd spend the whole day waiting in the car.
Every couple hours he would bring us out a soda and a bag of peanuts.

We lost contact with him when I was about 7 and didn't see him again until I was 13.
He knew someone from mom's work and threw this person reached out to see us.
Mom didn't force us but me and my sister "wanted" to know our dad.
So in the mid 70's we began to visit him regularly.

It lasted longer than one would think.
He tried really hard to control his drinking and we actually enjoyed a couple years of seeing him.
Slowly though, he began drinking during our visits.
When I was 15 he beat me up during a drunken rage.
My sister and I never saw him again.

Last year I started thinking about him.
I wanted to see the old man.
Using the computer I was able to find a half brother I never knew.
Threw him I found out my dad had died in June of 2009..........alone and unloved.
I actually cried.

There was a silver lining.
Mom married my step-dad when I was still a kid.
He was a great man.....who loved me and my sister.
And he didn't drink.