vikingTON Posted October 24, 2010 Share Posted October 24, 2010 (edited) What counts as a black-out? Edit for shockingly worded question. Edited October 24, 2010 by vikingTON 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kieran Posted October 24, 2010 Share Posted October 24, 2010 What counts as a black-out? Edit for shockingly worded question. Well what I mean by black out is remembering nothing at all. Absolutely nothing. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
vikingTON Posted October 24, 2010 Share Posted October 24, 2010 Well what I mean by black out is remembering nothing at all. Absolutely nothing. Is this for pretty much the whole night or just for a spell? 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kieran Posted October 24, 2010 Share Posted October 24, 2010 (edited) Is this for pretty much the whole night or just for a spell? Pretty much the whole night. Last thing I remember doing was a good few Jaeger bombs on the trot at about 11 or so... Next thing I'm lying on the floor in my room at 8 in the morning, being phoned by my Grandfather as it was the day of our 7-0 molestation of Ayr and I was due to leave at 9am. The trip down was horrific I must add. Edited October 24, 2010 by Kieran 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
vikingTON Posted October 24, 2010 Share Posted October 24, 2010 (edited) Pretty much the whole night. Last thing I remember doing was a good few Jaeger bombs on the trot at about 11 or so... Next thing I'm lying on the floor in my room at 8 in the morning, being phoned by my Grandfather as it was the day of our 7-0 molestation of Ayr and I was due to leave at 9am. The trip down was horrific I must add. Okay Raith away then. While I remember everything about the 3-0 horsing that would lead to our manager getting his P45 on Monday morning, and the decent sesh before and after, the bouncers at the local cattle market let me in somewhat unwisely and I don't remember much until about 5 the next day back home. Luckily I'm an exceptionally friendly drunk or I might have got barred. Edited October 24, 2010 by vikingTON 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kieran Posted October 24, 2010 Share Posted October 24, 2010 Okay Raith away then. While I remember everything about the 3-0 horsing that would lead to our manager getting his P45 on Monday morning, and the decent sesh before and after, the bouncers at the local cattle market let me in somewhat unwisely and I don't remember much until about 5 the next day back home. Luckily I'm an exceptionally friendly drunk or I might have got barred. That would be a blackout my friend. At least by my definition anyway, although I don't understand what else a blackout could mean 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
vikingTON Posted October 24, 2010 Share Posted October 24, 2010 (edited) That would be a blackout my friend. At least by my definition anyway, although I don't understand what else a blackout could mean Well my alternative blackout is from the first night of my first adult holiday in Zante. After unwisely having a night flight without any sleep, unwisely having dinner at Scottish time (6pm), with a huge jug of free white wine, we then did a crawl of the bars in Laganas. Me and my mate felt a bit worse for wear around 11 so got a taxi to the hotel. Not before falling head-first down a flight of stairs from the bar. The last thing I remember is the taxi stopping at the hotel. Neither of us knew whether we actually paid the guy. Turns out we went straight to the pool bar and got a pint of Kronenburg before heading to bed, me leaving my wallet with half my money and my bank cards inside it at the bar. Fucking shat myself til I found out the next day. Edited October 24, 2010 by vikingTON 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ad Lib Posted October 25, 2010 Author Share Posted October 25, 2010 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
well fan for life Posted October 25, 2010 Share Posted October 25, 2010 It'll happen my Invernessian pal. A trick for me when I feel like throwing up is to just put my fingers down my throat and letting it go, makes me feel so much better! It also makes room for more drinking. I like to call it the Tactical Chunder, or TC. I've spewed due to the sheer volume of cider in my stomach, gone to the toilets in Firewater, broke out the ol' TC, then got back to the drinking. To be fair, I was a shape that night. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
rajpelt Posted October 25, 2010 Share Posted October 25, 2010 I have a catastrophic hangover, sitting at my desk willing death upon me. Never drink the day before working - utter shambles. I've done about 5 shites and I feel like I've been raped. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
endieinreekie Posted October 25, 2010 Share Posted October 25, 2010 I have a catastrophic hangover, sitting at my desk willing death upon me. Never drink the day before working - utter shambles. I've done about 5 shites and I feel like I've been raped. That's because you probably were raped when you were drunk and now your sphincter has lost its powers of control. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
rajpelt Posted October 25, 2010 Share Posted October 25, 2010 That's because you probably were raped when you were drunk and now your sphincter has lost its powers of control. Meh - win some, lose some. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
yoda Posted October 25, 2010 Share Posted October 25, 2010 Throwing up is part and parcel of heavy drinking. If it isn't sitting right you need to get it out before it kills you later on or just in the hangover. This particularly applies to shots. Not for me I have never had to call in the Tactical Chunderstrike. The black out is though 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bullywee Posted October 25, 2010 Share Posted October 25, 2010 the hour is fucking pish. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
IainMorton Posted October 25, 2010 Share Posted October 25, 2010 Tip for the day - never pick a scab off a cold sore. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Zing. Posted October 25, 2010 Share Posted October 25, 2010 Tip for the day - never pick a scab off a cold sore. Could you not have posted this a couple of days ago?. I picked the scab off mine and it bled like f**k! 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Naitch Posted October 25, 2010 Share Posted October 25, 2010 It was the start of the semi-finals of Masterchef: The Professionals tonight - it was a brilliant episode, and not all that surprised at who got knocked out. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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kiwififer Posted October 25, 2010 Share Posted October 25, 2010 Life sucks. All you need to know. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bullywee Posted October 25, 2010 Share Posted October 25, 2010 she left me roses by the stairs 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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