WHY IS THERE NO DRUNK THREAD

After a whiskey sour or two, I just tell the bartender "Hey I'm not here to impress anyone, chicks get the best drinks." WIthout fail they laugh and agree while mixing up a froo-froo something for me.

We need an "I am supremely discontented and I'd like to get drunk, but I now only seem to make poor decisions when I do so, so I am I will just whine and yell into the internet atmosphere instead when really my life is pretty good or so other people tell me it is" thread. :)

Nice. Catchy title.

Yeah, I found it kinda rolls off the tongue.

Found on Facebook, possibly the best idea for a drinking game with friends.

Rule 1: Everyone has to bring beer in cans, not bottles.
Rule 2: You need a roll of duct tape.
Rule 3: Everyone starts as a Level 0 Wizard. When you finish one beer, you are a Level 1 Wizard. Tape your empties together with the duct tape to make your wizard staff as you increase in level.
Rule 4: First person to Level 8 is the Grand Wizard and gets to add a rule for everyone to follow.
Rule 5: The next person to Level 8 must challenge the Grand Wizard to a fight with their wizard staffs. The one whose staff does not break is the new Grand Wizard and the loser goes back to level 0.

The winner is the last wizard standing.

I LOVE WISEST WIZARD! Favorite college drinking game of all time. OF ALL TIME.

We play a variation where you get the wisest wizard title every 5 levels, instead of 8. Instead of losing levels, you can lose your title if someone passes you to the next multiple of 5.

Also, at every 5th level, you have to fight a boss, which is usually some shot of liquor.

I honestly do not understand the appeal of drinking games.

SHUT UP AND DRINK YOUR BEE SPOOGE WHISKEY, PLEBIAN!

No, but seriously, as an enjoyer of drinking games: it's the humor value inherent in trying to do something that requires a skill (judgment, reasoning, or coordination) impaired by alcohol, and the concordant amusement when you and/or other people comically fail.

Clearly you are not the Wisest Wizard.

Apparently drinking wine out of a Solo cup is not only in poor form, but gets me drunk phenomenally quicker.

How the fuck can I even spell right now this is RIDONK.

guys i think i'm a sad drunk

i'm not enjoying this :(

also for some reason i've been watching BBC Alba for half an hour and i don't speak gaelic so uh
i think this is like gaelic Top Gear
it's kind of adorable

I'M NOT AS DRUNK AS YOU DRUNK i AM

oh god. someone talk my phoen wawy frm me beefore I mAK E bad cedsicsion

too late

So, actually, it wasn't that bad. I recommended a great book series to one person and propositioned another for a threesome.

I'm not really sure which one I regret more.

A threesome *while* reading a great book series? Or at least while discussing one? Dude. That'd be awesome.

Two beers and half a bottle of wine down and my face is nicely numb/tingly. I got in a fight with my father so I've abandoned my plan to watch Wall.E to kill demons instead. Raging at the undead is better for me than crying over a robot.

FUCK YOU CALORIES I'M DRINKINNG YOU IN YOUR FERMENTED RED STUFF STAGE WHILE YOU'RE STILL INTOXICATING!

Not a like for the fight, but a fight for the slaughtering. Considering abandoning the Vicodin tonight to join you all in this thread with the assistance of either wine, cinnamon schnapps, or both.

It's doing little enough, but, I respect the wisdom of your advice.

It's 1am so I decided it's probably not a good idea to start applying for jobs as they'd presume I was drunk. They'd be right but I realised I wouldn't get them anyway so instead I'm going to sit here and finish my beer while listening to Leonard Cohen. Emo may be incoming.

Yep. Emo has arrived! :(

Time to get birthday drunk.

And I'm only a day late!

<tacklehugs from several thousand miles away>

Hi. Someone called for an emo-remover? :D

Pretty sure I took a shower because my hair's wet and I'm wearing fresh clothes.

I don't remember taking a shower.

Wild Turkey Honey, if you must know.

<3

I went to bed, listened to Leonard Cohen for two hours and the emo disappeared. It was replaced with rage at the fact I couldn't get to sleep. I've given up on it so I'm sitting here drinking coffee and smoking and trying to figure out if I can meet friends today and afford to go to my therapist next week. Also, being annoyed that I put too much ginger in the stew.

WOOO

It's way too late at night and Quat and I are playing ME3 DLC. So I just broke out the rum and Coke Zero. Mmmm.

Hahaha. Thanks for the likes, but I drank like half of my drink and fell asleep shortly thereafter...

Packing for tomorrow's move and found six previously forgotten, unopened, 375mL bottles of various sweet wines/ports and an unopened bottle of Grand Marnier.

WIN

7 rock bands for $15. Trying to keep it to 1 beer per band on a school night.

Whew. The lovely, bleached blonde, awesomely mohawked, holes in her stretch pants, tank topped waitress saved my life or at the very least saved me from a workday full of headache and nausea. I asked for a water, which I clenched along with my beer. She would ask if I needed another beer, but every time she saw my water was empty (as I stood around yelling and singing like a 20 year old) she would bring me a full water. I did not even have to ask. She also rushed me a to-go order of chicken fingers and fries at night's end. I think I'm in love. Thanks Jess. :D

Move: done.
Body: exhausted.
Evan Williams Honey: opened.
Liberal amount: drank.
Broken forum drinking: logged.
Fucks: not given.

Until tomorrow, then.

but here's my queston tho
i wonder if anyone calls their rooster that is covered in mud
a dirty cock
without trying to be funny

Fuck this. I'm off the painkillers, nobody knows what's wrong, it is clearly time to fuck up my internal organs some more with a horribly sweet Leftovers Cocktail.

Drunken Civ V, here I come.

Run and never look back

Sooo... I've got a bottle of rum, a bottle of Coke, and waaaay too much paperwork to do for class tomorrow.

Tonight should be a fun night.

ftfy

Note to self: booze run later this week. Blackberry Manischewitz by itself is pretty terrible, and I just ran out of the cinnamon schnapps I mixed with it.

After that mix, I bet the bread speaks back.