Poll: How many drinks do you have on a night out?

[chaparral]

When you’re out on the bevvies, what’s your typical consumption? Trying to get a feel for how I compare to others.

I need to cut down cos my hangovers are getting too bad these days.

Pictures Stu999 being just like this on a night out

 

[KiwiTaff]

From the ages of 18-25 I did some pretty stupid things. All at the hands of drink.

Missed planes
Sun sea A&E on channel 4
Pampalona bull run
cracked ribs

Used to drink far too much, showing off.

31 now, I only have a couple. Just really can't be bothered anymore. I was on a wind-down over the last few years, but Lockdown really did it for me. Don't really miss 'big nights out'. Just a couple of social beers and i'm good.

Oh, and I can't do hangovers anymore either. I resemble ET when elliot finds him at the bottom of the ravine if I have more than 5-6 pints.

 

[[FnG]magnolia]

When I lived in Thames Ditton with the gentlemen (shout out to ... oh he left ) in a shared house we had a porn cupboard (magazines for the yoof) ((also, rules appropriate to a shared resource to be used more than once in a shared house)) we also had an air pistol which I think worked and had no right to be there but was ammo-less and the closest we all came to jail time through stupid drinking decisions was to take the air pistol, unloaded, with us to the garage at 2am on a Sunday morning, in a friend's waistband, to top up the porn cupboard (Models Only I think was the preference at the time?) and we got to the end of the drive before someone's girlfriend - I think it was Dom's girlfriend - told us not to be absolulute asshats and it wasn't funny but very, very stupid, and well all nodded and so we all walked back down the garden path to our house and put the gun in the airing cupboard so it could dry out (it was a water pistol) and there are no more barriers to cross. All I have in common with the uncontrollable and the insane, the vicious and the evil, all the mayhem I have caused and my utter indifference toward it I have now surpassed. My pain is constant and sharp and I do not hope for a better world for anyone, in fact I want my pain to be inflicted on others. I want no one to escape, but even after admitting this there is no catharsis, my punishment continues to elude me and I gain no deeper knowledge of myself; no new knowledge can be extracted from my telling. This confession has meant nothing.

 

[bigmike20vt]

When I lived in Thames Ditton with the gentlemen (shout out to ... oh he left ) in a shared house we had a porn cupboard (magazines for the yoof) ((also, rules appropriate to a shared resource to be used more than once in a shared house)) we also had an air pistol which I think worked and had no right to be there but was ammo-less and the closest we all came to jail time through stupid drinking decisions was to take the air pistol, unloaded, with us to the garage at 2am on a Sunday morning, in a friend's waistband, to top up the porn cupboard (Models Only I think was the preference at the time?) and we got to the end of the drive before someone's girlfriend - I think it was Dom's girlfriend - told us not to be absolulute asshats and it wasn't funny but very, very stupid, and well all nodded and so we all walked back down the garden path to our house and put the gun in the airing cupboard so it could dry out (it was a water pistol) and there are no more barriers to cross. All I have in common with the uncontrollable and the insane, the vicious and the evil, all the mayhem I have caused and my utter indifference toward it I have now surpassed. My pain is constant and sharp and I do not hope for a better world for anyone, in fact I want my pain to be inflicted on others. I want no one to escape, but even after admitting this there is no catharsis, my punishment continues to elude me and I gain no deeper knowledge of myself; no new knowledge can be extracted from my telling. This confession has meant nothing.

I suspect you may have a hang over tomorrow.

 

[james.miller]

When I lived in Thames Ditton with the gentlemen (shout out to ... oh he left ) in a shared house we had a porn cupboard (magazines for the yoof) ((also, rules appropriate to a shared resource to be used more than once in a shared house)) we also had an air pistol which I think worked and had no right to be there but was ammo-less and the closest we all came to jail time through stupid drinking decisions was to take the air pistol, unloaded, with us to the garage at 2am on a Sunday morning, in a friend's waistband, to top up the porn cupboard (Models Only I think was the preference at the time?) and we got to the end of the drive before someone's girlfriend - I think it was Dom's girlfriend - told us not to be absolulute asshats and it wasn't funny but very, very stupid, and well all nodded and so we all walked back down the garden path to our house and put the gun in the airing cupboard so it could dry out (it was a water pistol) and there are no more barriers to cross. All I have in common with the uncontrollable and the insane, the vicious and the evil, all the mayhem I have caused and my utter indifference toward it I have now surpassed. My pain is constant and sharp and I do not hope for a better world for anyone, in fact I want my pain to be inflicted on others. I want no one to escape, but even after admitting this there is no catharsis, my punishment continues to elude me and I gain no deeper knowledge of myself; no new knowledge can be extracted from my telling. This confession has meant nothing.

Calm down Patrick!

 

[builder22]

I resemble ET when elliot finds him at the bottom of the ravine if I have more than 5-6 pints.

dammit - I was sure you were gonna say 'when Elliot finds ET dressed up as a woman'!
that would have been funny