Ok, I will tell one.
In college freshman year, we were having a xmas party. Me and 3 close guy friends and 7 lady friends we invited had a get together. (Awesome ratio, I know.)
Anyone been to one of those college housing complex with ceilings full of beer bottle caps? well we saw our ceiling was empty and plain boring white and thought it was good time to decorate for Christmas. We also wanted to try that and also to see how much booze we can handle and test our immortality. All in 1 day? Terrible idea by anyone's standards but we were young and stupid.
We made our first run with 2 captain Morgan rums, cheap skky vodka and I believe smirnoff vodka with 100 bottles mixture of coors lite, miller lite and bud (all of them nasty I know but I was 19 and I didn't know any better) and some lady drinks like Mike's hard lemonade around 8pm. By 1AM something, we notice that we were about to run out so we go out in separate cars and decided to pickup 100 more beers and with 2 bottles of goose and some other drink for the ladies.
Let me back up a little bit. By beginning of my freshmen year of college, I was a 1 beer queer. I weighed very little pounds and fell asleep after 1 beer and this was when I was getting hammered every night trying to improve my tolerance. Around Christmas time, I improved greatly, removing the title one beer queer away from my name.
We the guys were doing bottle after bottle like our life depended on it and pressured each other to keep downing beer after beer so that everyone was at same number. I remember that me and one young lady clicked very well and we went to my room to "sleep" around 3am.
I came to my sense around 5 am that I'm drinking in my roommate's room in my boxer and my lady friend in her bra and her under garment and my room ate and this other girl in same way. (apparently we sang songs in our drunken stupor but I don't remember this and if I don't remember, it didn't happen.) We ran out of beer around 7am and I went to my gas station (where I worked at that time) to get 100 more beers and some cigarettes (I used to smoke). Drinking continued, I blacked out and woke up with the girl that I didn't sleep with. Drank until 9am, slept with the girl that clicked with earlier and fell sleep on my own bed. (passed out blacked out or whatever you want to call it).
I woke up 4 hours later in a storage room hugging a different girl next to my water heater.
Apparently, my friends woke me up in my drunken stupor phase and said that I wasn't drinking enough so they had to come and make me drink to catch up to them which I did and blacked out yet again.
I woke up that afternoon, feeling very $#it-ish and groggy, I dragged my battle worn body to the temple and prayed to porcelain God, offering some sacrifices of meals that I consumed previously thanking him for allowing me to survive such a crazy night and dragged my body to my room where this girl that I had clicked was passed out. I snuggle next to her to get some much needed rest and all of sudden I realized something.
She peed in my bed. FREAKING FANTASTIC.
I threw a holy fit for a second but I was too tired to continue, she cleaned up the mess, I flipped the matress, she wore my boxers and we fell back asleep until we woke up for some soup and drank more that night at local karaoke place celebrating Christmas.
That was one helluva Christmas party and we drank for 4 days straight.
24th was the party. 25th was actual xmas so we partied and had a blast at karaoke, 26th was pre-birthday-birthday it rolled over to 27th night.. 4 days of non stop drinking..
Don't let me get into spring breaks... whew...
