Once me and a housemate were drinking in our new house (couple of days before the other housemates were arriving), we had tons of beers and spirits.
After 5 hours we had drunk around 15 beers each, halfed a bottle of JD and some other texas whisky thing, halfed a bottle of red wine and a champagne the landlords had left us. For him he was drunk, puked a little in the toilets, stumbled upstairs to his room, puked again and continued for the rest of the night puking in bed, but was too drunk to aim it, no biggie.
With me on the other hand who is a lightweight other things happened, i just want to say what did quickly because i cant get it out my head, i don't know if its funny or just one of those wtf moments.
At first i puked a little at home, stopped doing that, walked outside for some reason, went to a bar down the road and tried pulling a women in her 50's, who, after 20 minutes of talking to said "im too old for you, trust me" so i left. I called my friend in central London and asked if i could go to his. Got to his place and found out my ex girlfriend was also there, but was seeing someone new who wasn't there. After around an hour of drinking we had sex, pathetic sex, drunk sex, not even sex just in hole out. Then i felt bad so i said im going for a walk, stepped outside for a little bit where 5 black guys asked me if i wanted some rock, said no, got jacked for 20 quid, couldn't do anything. On the way back to the flat a guy asked me the same question, said no, then he let me take a puff of some glass pipe, later found out it was what i didn't want in the beginning, but was too drunk to figure it out. Ended up inviting him upstairs with 2 of his mates, but they were kicked out after 5 minutes by my mate. I got pissed off for some reason and got a fire extinguisher and covered him with it while he was asleep.
Woke up the next day in Central London forgetting what had happened the night before, figured it out later on that day and felt crap
