Lots of white zinfandel followed by half a case of beer. It was the closing ceremony of Biosphere 2 and everyone was drunk off their asses at the party the night before. That morning I had the most paralyzing hangover of my life and from all indications nearly everyone else did too. Everyone in the control room was catatonic and from all indications all eight of the crewmembers locked inside were the same. We didn’t hear a peep out of them all day after we locked the doors.
Well, I’d started out the night playing computer games with my brother drinking Mandarin Absolut and orange kool-aid. We went to a picnic where I had a few beers and finished off a thermos of absolut/kool-aid, then we went to a wine tasting where I sampled several wines. Headed back to his place and had a couple more beers.
I puked from 6 am until 5 pm the next day.
Tequila, grass & acid about 15 years ago. I was too hung over to work so I took the day off and did my Christmas shopping. That was a hell beyond description as well. Ever buy your entire family a bunch of chia pets?
Golden Grain. Specifically, in Hunch Punch. Never again.
Wild Turkey 1978. Never, I say never, again. I still enjoy a bourbon or a whiskey on occassion but I am positively allergic to Wild Turkey. I begged for the hastening of death.
Strangely, I can drink Scotch all night 
(esp. single malt) but the worst hangover? 
I guess it would be a toss-up (pun intended) between the night I ate wedding cake for dinner (a friend’s very sad wedding) and drank, oh, somewhere in the neighbor hood of 4 or 5 bottles of champagne. Ewwww.
OR, it could be the year that the night before New Year’s Eve, two friends and I drank 8 pitchers of Gin and Tonics…ever wake up with the thought that you were sleeping in a Juniper Forest?
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My mom opened the door and said “Smells like the bottom of a gin bottle in here. Anyone want to go to church?” 
Oh my. My hangover story:
Freshman year. Party in my room. I’m depressed over a bad break-up.
I drank (roughly, this is assembled from spotty pre-blackout memory and stories told by friends):
One half of a 750ml bottle of Jack Daniels
About six beers
A full 750ml bottle of goldschlager
A full 750ml bottle of peachtree schapps
(The goldschlager and peachtree were mixed together. At the time, I called it “golden peaches.” Now, I call it awful)
And the grand, very illegal finale- four shots of firewater, aka green dragon, aka an eight of marijuana steepd and dissolved in a fifth of absolut. THC is alcohol soluble. Bad stuff. It’s illegal, too. Don’t do it. Drugs are bad.
it may be worth noting that I do have an inhumanly high alcohol tolerance. however, this night’s repast exceeded my ability. I blacked out. Waking up the next morning (in a pool of my own vomit), I spent the next 36 hours throwing up. I was “hungover” with a headache, severe photophobia, and DT-like continual shivering for the next four day. I didn’t feel normal for about two weeks.
To this day, I cannot drink goldschlager, peachtree, or jack daniels. That was a bad day.
You all should be ashamed of yourselves!
hrh
Just kidding.
Tequila.
Champagne and anything else.
Jagermeister once made me pee my pants.
hrh