How often do you drink Alcohol?

[InfiniteNow]

What I drink clearly depends on the context and situation.

 

Enjoy scotch. No ice, no water. mmmm

Good tequila (not the kind that comes in plastic bottles, but the ones that say 100% agave).

Martinis... that'll work. Gin or vodka.

Wine... yeah, now you're talking. Stick with red unless it's hot outside or eating fish.

Beer... have a thing for those Belgian monks. Gotta love a religion that incorporates fine spirits.

Cognac with a cigar... makes my lips water.

Gin... gotta be Hendrick's.

Rum... Sailor Jerry's.

 

Ooh... I almost forgot Sake. Happy happy joy joy...

 

...but no, I never drink. B)

[Jay-qu]

I have been drunk exactly five times in five decades. Three times by accident. Four times I got REALLY sick. Now I have a 2-drink limit per day, which I never break.

 

But I do drink every other day on average. I enjoy Irish whiskey on the rocks. A fifth will last me 6 months. I enjoy a glass of Chardonnay, Merlot or Shiraz just after supper, and I keep a small (8 bottle) wine rack populated with my favorite labels. Australian wine is wonderful.

yes Australian wine is all we drink here - why pay more for imported that is of same or lesser quality B)

[bpjg2fat]

hypnotic makes me smile, like this: =D

 

w0000000.

 

B) :confused: :eek_big: B)

[Tarantism]

hmm i drink pretty much whenever alchohol is around, though i went through about a 5-month period where is didnt drink at all.

 

Hypnotic, captin morgan and the Old No.7 are all tolerable to me.

[niviene]

You are drinking for all of us. Its a wonder you can type in a straight line.

 

Bill

 

LOL

I second that... B, keep up the good work! a toast to Boerseun the pisscat! B)

 

I might have one alcoholic drink a year. When I was a teen - around 14 or 15 - I had a big party and I got drunk on Jose Cuervo. I guess I did myself a big favor, because after that, I've never been able to stand the taste of liquor. However, I am Italian, and so I do occasionally find myself surrounded by many wines (and many winos). Once in a great while I indulge, and oddly, the weather has a lot to do with that - I won't drink if I'm feeling overheated in any way, so if I'm at a social activity where there's dancing or crowds, that pretty much cuts me off. B)

 

me <---- nerd! B)

[Boerseun]

People, people... please! Some respect for Bacchus!

 

In South Africa, we're blessed with the Best Weather in the World©.

 

Always.

 

(Except in Cape Town - ignore what the tourism-mongers tell you about SA, the weather in Cape Town is simply the Worst Weather in the World©.

 

Now, the point is that being blessed with such good weather, the temptation is always there to indulge in a Braai. A Braai is a gathering of friends, who then proceed to pile up a heap of wood, light it, stand around it like a bunch of pyromaniacs, one hand holding a cigarette (or the weed of your choice) and the other hand either clutching the best the South African Breweries has to offer, or a brandy and Coke. Any other drink simply don't qualify for a Braai. My poison of choice have long been Hansa Pilsener. Aaaaaaahhh, the "Kiss of the Saaz Hops"... - but a proper South African boertjie will stand with either a Klipdrift & Coke (klippies), or a Castle Lager. But Hansa qualifies.

And then they'll proceed to offer slabs of meat to the gods of good times, the incineration process of said meat being postponed to the very end, seeing as you don't want to rush things where a Braai is concerned.

 

An outsider might refer to this as a 'barbeque'. That outsider would be wrong.

 

A Braai is something of a cultural thing as far as us Boertjies are concerned, although all South Africans are guilty of indulging in it.

 

Often.

 

In my case, at least twice a week.

 

In other words, I do unfortunately tend to drink a lot.

 

And eat a lot of meat and commit a few forests' worth of trees to the pyre every year in my quest for cultural expression and so on and so forth.

 

So, all you alcohol-shunners, never fear: I will drink for your part, and one day donate my liver for research to the greater benefit of Mankind.

 

But its all because of the weather. I can't help it.

[Boerseun]

Just to inform you bunch of ignorant non-Braaiers, a Braai is pronounced as follows:

 

The same as an English-speaker would pronounce the name "Brian", but without the "n" at the end, and a rolling, Scottish-like "r" after the "b".

 

Also, a bit longer. As if you'd say "Briaaaaan". But without the "n" at the end.

 

Maybe this should be moved to the "Religion" thread, 'cause a Braai is holy in my country.

 

I'm trying to civilize the Western World!

 

All by myself!

 

Is it coincidence that Bacchus and Braai both starts with a B?

 

I think not!!!!

 

I'm off for my second Braai (always with a capital B) for the week!

 

Catch y'all later!

[bumab]

Eh, I drink most days, but I brew my own beer, so it comes with the territory. Got to test the product before it goes to market! :rainbow: Rarely drunk though... once every two monthes maybe, where i'm really gone? something like that.

[bumab]

Here's to the grand Braai!

[Dark Mind]

Wow... I'm gonna feel like an alcoholic now...

 

Well, last time I got drunk was at a "throwback" on the 13th (Here, a throwback is essentially a party with anywhere from 5-15 friends). I (remember) having 12 shots of Vodka, two mixed drinks, and two shots of SoCo (Southern Comfort). This was all within a 3-4 hour period of time. I was practicing for my 21st birthday ;), I'm planning on having 21 shots on my 21st ;). What I love about drinking is that I always remember what happened :lol:... And my body always get rid of the old stuff quick enough to make room for the new :(. At this party was the first time that happened through puking though :angel:.

 

In all actuality though... that throwback scared me. Not because of me though, because of my friend Emerald. She's kinda a lightweight... She had maybe 6 shots that night and she was WAY worse off than me... She ended up calling my best friend (Duane) and telling her that she loved him and asking whether or not they could ever work together. His replies were not to her liking. We ended up in the driveway, and she sat down and started crying with only a drunk-***-me there to comfort her. Wonderful.

 

Well, I ended staying still for too long (Not enough activity to get the alcohol through my system quick enough :() and began to feel the vomit come... Ughh... I ended up leaning over my left shoulder and puked in the driveway five times before being able to talk again. After that, though, she thankfully felt more sorry for me than herself and we went back inside. I washed out the vomit in my mouth and started playing pool again (That's so fun when you're drunk ;) ) she went off and disappeared somewhere...

 

Later on I found her in the Master Bedroom of the house crying and puking up on herself. Not cool. I asked her why she was crying... Not smart :rainbow:. She's like madly deeply in love with Duane and it always shows when she's drunk... (BTW Here's Duane's, Emerald's, and Heather's MySpace profiles :D. Just to help you put a face to some of these people ;)). I came into the bed (To prevent myself from falling on my *** and to once again help comfort her :(. At first she was passive but then she started getting mad, after realizing that most of the stuff I was telling her was true (Like Duane doesn't want to be with her.) and it took a lot of effort to convey that to her... Well, she ended up crying even harder, laying down on her back, yelling at me to get out of the room, and started throwing up again. I wasn't gonna leave her on her back vomitting, I don't care how drunk I was. I had to forcefully move her head to the side actually to help her spit out all the vomit:esick: :Guns: :Guns:. It actually wasn't so bad when I was drunk and knew her life depended on it... but still... :lol:.

 

Well, all the noise eventually got the attention of the person who was throwing the party and she came in and kicked her out... for two reasons... to shut her up, and to get the room for herself and some guy. What a caring friend. Anyway, I followed Emerald out, she found a new room, she lay down then passed out almost immediately. I finally thought I could go back to the party when I heard a gurgling noise... :rainbow:. She was throwing up again! AND she lying on her back! Who does that?! I was about to call for an ambulance, but decided against it since everyone there was under 21 and she was still breathing. I ended up saving her life by tilting her head to the side again and "cupping" the vomit... in... my hands... :eek:. Then bringing it to the sink to properly dispose of it... I did this twice before finding the paper towels under the sink. I then lay down next to her again (realizing that my party was shot, I had to stay and help her or she wasn't gonna make it :() I then rolled her on her side, and forced myself to stay awake as long as possible while holding her like that and wiping away the vomit... I passed out finally with my arm draped over her to ensure she wouldn't roll on her back again.

 

Time before that was at the desert. I was up there 5 days and I was drunk every day :(/:). The worst night (Of course :D) was New Years Eve. That night I had 12 beers (Coor's Light) and a couple swigs of SoCo... That's what my friend's say at least... I wasn't counting :D.

 

And it was like a week before that that I had been drinking (Not drunk). I had a few beers though...

 

Well, yeah...

 

I only started drinking heavily a few months ago too :D. I've only had one hangover as well... (It was the first time I got really F*CKED up :)... )

[Queso]

wowzers, you are quite the American.

[rockytriton]

I drink about once or twice a week, I get drunk maybe once or twice a year.

[Mercury]

I rarely drink… it gives me a terrible headache the next whole day. :rainbow:

[TheBigDog]

I was practicing for my 21st birthday , I'm planning on having 21 shots on my 21st

Ahh... to be almost 21 again... Should there be a thread dedicated to bad alcohol experiences? I could go from my 21st birthday at Pumps (strip bar), to my bachelor party (the only time I blacked out). Or my wife at our reception (3 hours of dry heaves and complete memory loss). Or the time I was drunk in DC (punched by stripper). Or the time I couldn't find the parking lot exit and slept in the drivers seat of my car until I sobered up. To the puking story that ended the heavy drinking period of my life. Those were the days!

:rainbow: :rainbow:

 

Bill

[InfiniteNow]

Go webenton!! Quite the wild child. I'm glad I'm not the only one here with stripper stories, however, I have learned that it's usually best for me not to share 'em! Sharing them has provided me with new stories... :rainbow:

 

 

Cheers. :rainbow:

[Drip Curl Magic]

well, i get drunk about once every three weeks. but i drink a shot or two every once in a while between those celebrations. I used to love goldschlauger. Then I loved hot damn. Then I loved jack daniels. Then I loved mickeys. Now I hate alcohol.... but I drink it because it gets me drunk.

[Boerseun]

(hic)

 

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