I suppose this is a lesson we all must learn for ourselves at some point, and I guess that most of us learn it during high school. I learned it during Spring Break of my junior year- last night to be exact. Sweet JEEZUS did I learn this one.
DO NOT MIX BEER AND LIQUOR!!
The setting was a typical high school spring break party. Someone’s parents were out of town, a group of kids were partying in their house for them in their absence. For the seven people there we had three six-packs of beer, a giant bottle of cheap rum and a bottle of champagne. I started off with a few Shiner Bocks, not a problem, going strong. I began taking massive shots of the rum (around half the bottle actually)- still OK. Felt fine. Whoo.
Soon all of this began to hit me, but I just felt really drunk, not sick at all. I was sitting on the couch drinking a Guiness when I dropped the glass and decided that if I couldn’t hold the drinks I was too drunk to keep going. I stood up from the sofa, walked a few steps and decided to get on the floor.
This is where problems began. I was laying on my back on the floor when I began puking, and through some cool gravity tricks I managed to PUKE IN MY OWN EYES. That was painful. I was assisted to the bathroom, where I got in the bathtub and spent several fun hours vomiting my drunken brains out, being visited occasionally by severely intoxicated classmates. At one point I got out of the shower thinking I was better, promptly vomited several times in the trashcan, looked at my puke covered reflection in the mirror and got back in the tub (Long hair with puke in it is a nasty sight). Whee! My memory is very hazy about all this time, but I eventually crawled out of my vomit-soaked clothes and turned the shower on, which felt really good. I borrowed some clothes and went to sleep on the floor. In the morning I was sober enough to walk to my car and get some of my clothes out, which I gladly put on (I had been freezing for hours, and too drunk to get myself a blanket). Went out to breakfast at a local establishment which is owned by the parents of one of those in attendance, so free food. Yay!
One possible lesson here is this: don’t drink 15-20 shots of nasty rum. You’ll get really drunk. The real lesson, however, is this: If you must drink 20 shots of nasty rum, don’t drink beer before and after, you will be obscenely sick.
I don’t feel sorry for myself or anything, I mean I did the drinking and got all sick from it, but damn that’s a lesson learned. No mixing the beer and liquor. Ever. I’m not gonna be able to drink rum for years now, I mean shee-it. Good lord that was awful. Also, Guiness is a BAD drink to be drinking when you’re on the verge of being really sick.
LC