I’m a chatty drunk. 
I’ll just talk and talk and talk, which is the opposite of my sober personality.
Recovering. Almost 12 years and still working on it. So far so good.
I’m a social, literal, and chatty drunk. My voice also seems to deepen ¨÷ of an octave, and I often try to play musical instruments if they are close at hand, so that I might listen to how I sound. I try to be considerate of others despite my condition.
Hmmmm…make that “1/3” where the quote and gazinta are…
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I’m a very chatty drunk. I can also be a funny drunk (although I suspect my wit would fail to raise a smile from the sober). I suffer from the mistaken belief that I know something about everything. I used very occasionally be a messy drunk, with the potential to be verbally abusive. Thankfully, that has not happened in a long time - I suspect that’s at least partly because I’m a happier person all round.
Now, when I’m stoned I’m party central - at least in my head. My friends would probably beg to differ.
As a matter of principal I tend to refrain from drinking in public, so my response is skewed seeing that I’m usually only drunk at home. I’m pretty much a quiet drunk. I like to just sit and enjoy the spinning sensation. I’m not physically aggressive at all while drunk which is completely opposite of my sober self when I’m eager to stomp someones guts out.
I have noticed that I can be kind of a prick on these boards when shitfaced, but this is not how I am in person, at least when I’ve been tossing a few back.
i go full on cockney when i get drunk (kind of like an X-rated dick van dyke)
its quite embarrasing.
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Okay, I’m pretty much a mix of all those things. Not usually belligerent or bitchy, but I can go from happy and talkative to philosophical and quiet to depressed in the space of a few hours drinking. It all depends on who’s around, what’s happening in my life and how I feel. It just varies.
I did that as a kid! Mmm Nestle Quik eaten with a spoon… I usually had a glass of milk and dunked the spoon (without dropping the Quik off of it) into it then ate it. Yummy. Now I’m craving.
I’m a friendly happy, flirty drunk. A very flirty drunk around some people in fact.
how you doin 
at uni i lived with a girl like this - every time she got drunk she’d flirt outrageously with me. It was horrible:
- She was gorgeous
- We were bloody good mates - which meant i couldn’t take advantage.
:smack:
I’m a former drunk. Not recovering, just former. But before, many people could not tell by my behavior that I was drunk, until slurring and mobility was affected.
Stealth Drunk, Retired.
My behavior while drunk usually depends on my mood before I start drinking. Usually I’m happy, fun, flirty, talkative. Sometimes, though very rarely, I’m unhappy, sad, or angry. (Never ever been “violent” though.)
And I’m a total klutz when I drink.
I range from being a happy, conversational drunk to a sloppy fall down drunkard who says far too much. Usually it’s the former.
My German Sheperd knows just how drunk I am.
When past that ‘certain stage’ it has been know that his 10min late night walk has turned into an hour plus, with me waking up next morning asking my wife if I took the dog out! (also with shoes & trousers covered in mud!):o
One of my friends is in a church choir (no we never let him down for it) and when we’re drunk he sings… church music… Loudly.
At least its funny.
Mellow drunk, more communicative than usual, but peaceful. Gimme a corner of the room and someone else who I can people-watch with and I’m happy. Can be more easily induced to dance, which is damn nigh impossible when I’m stone sober. Eventually, very sleepy drunk, the really harmless kind.
My brother, OTOH, is a chatterbox-philosopher drunk that moves on to the “I love ya, Man, y’know I mean it” drunk.
And garius, I was in exactly the same situation!
Then again it was the 1980s last time I ever was really, really soused, ever since I stop at having a moderate buzz on.
I never liked alcohol. I damned well ADORED it. I wound up in the hospital with cirrhosis. Much to everyone’s surprise I got better. Gave the juice another go. Back to hospital, this time they were sure I wouldn’t make it. But I did!
Haven’t had a drink now for four years. (Boy, you must be thirsty).
That,sir,is correct. Thirsty doesn’t come close to it. I still have an uncracked 2 liter jug of whiskey and half a case of beer (chaser) in a cupboard. It’s my personal ongoing test. I’d better go. I’m beginning to salivate.
I’m a friendly conversational drunk for the most part. A few years ago I was in a bad way - life was hell and I was drinking way too much. I’d flip out and scream and smash stuff and sob.
I staightened up quite a bit; I only drink on the weekend now and, as I said, I’m usually in a good mood.
However, though it doesn’t happen so much any more, I have kind of the sameproblem as garius. Though I’m a northerner, I spent my formative years in Texas, so when I started drinking my southern accent really started coming out, which gives my friends a real hoot.
Also, I tend to get loud.
I’ve only been drunk once and then I was incredibly giggly. Everything in the world was funny to me, but bein’ around two funny drunks probably helped that along quite a bit.
It’s not so different than when I’m on one of my natural highs (yeah, I’m one of those weirdos that gets those) and I get all giddy and nutty for no reason.
Thankfully I’m not like my friend who was a pass-out-in-the-bathtub-and-lay-in-your-own-puke-drunk. 
I start out as a happy, giggling drunk, but if I continue to drink after that point (an extremely rare occurrence), I become apologetic. I will apologize for anything and everything.