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  • Anyone got any good Absinthe stories?

    I did get very fucked up on it once, but I think I will let funny cat tell the story…

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    when i was livin in greece for a few months, i got roped into a savage drinking session with some of the local barmen. me and nicos, this absolutely huge security bloke swear blind that the teatowel came alive and was eating this other blokes hand. needless to say we rushed to his rescue and broke a fair few things in the process. never again.

    on that same holiday my mate kris was involved in a tequila drinking contest, and ended up doing four shots in a row, on top of god knows what, at 6 in the morn. the ladies we were with had booked usa ferry ride, but kris wouldnt wake up, no matter how much water we chucked on him. we carried him to the ferry, so he woke up with the worst hangover of his life, in the middle of the sea, with not any land in sight. he was not a happy man, put it like that.

    PaulM wrote:
    Anyone got any good Absinthe stories….
    I did get very fucked up on it once, but I think I will let funny cat tell the story.

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    Go on then funny cat, I’d like to hear this!

    it was a night i’d rather forget…..it started at a friends bbq and paul decided it would be a good idea to drink a wine glass of absinthe then play draughts with shots (with a ‘spirit drink’ from a very cheap supermarket). Paul then decided we were gonna walk home a good few miles (I made a HUGE mistake by not stopping him). So we started walking and after a smashed bottle and paul having to stop every few metres for a hug and a kiss we get stuck in the middle of a dual carriage way with paul lying in a pile of soil refusing to get up because i ‘had called the police on him’. We finally arrive at a branch of toys r us and a load of chavs pull into the car park for a smoke and paul decides they muat have stopped to give us a lift home so trundles off after them…after dragging him back he stands in the middle of the roundabout and tries waving down cars convinced that someone will stop for him. I have to drag him kicking and screaming into the nearest pub so i can try and get a taxi and then i turn round and he’s entertaining a table of lads by dancing in the middle of the pub as they just started palying ‘shake your body’. By this time i’m in tears and i had to resort to calling paul’s parents and the only way to coax him home was by promising i would get him some weed (yeah right). Inbetween he started tripping out, outside homebase coz the sign was freakin him out and was in and out of consciousness the whole time…….:get_you: :bitter:

    funny cat wrote:
    it was a night i’d rather forget…..it started at a friends bbq and paul decided it would be a good idea to drink a wine glass of absinthe then play draughts with shots (with a ‘spirit drink’ from a very cheap supermarket). Paul then decided we were gonna walk home a good few miles (I made a HUGE mistake by not stopping him). So we started walking and after a smashed bottle and paul having to stop every few metres for a hug and a kiss we get stuck in the middle of a dual carriage way with paul lying in a pile of soil refusing to get up because i ‘had called the police on him’. We finally arrive at a branch of toys r us and a load of chavs pull into the car park for a smoke and paul decides they muat have stopped to give us a lift home so trundles off after them…after dragging him back he stands in the middle of the roundabout and tries waving down cars convinced that someone will stop for him. I have to drag him kicking and screaming into the nearest pub so i can try and get a taxi and then i turn round and he’s entertaining a table of lads by dancing in the middle of the pub as they just started palying ‘shake your body’. By this time i’m in tears and i had to resort to calling paul’s parents and the only way to coax him home was by promising i would get him some weed (yeah right). Inbetween he started tripping out, outside homebase coz the sign was freakin him out and was in and out of consciousness the whole time…….:get_you: :bitter:

    mohahah! Love it, especially the part about stopping for a hug every few minutes… 🙂

    everytime i drink absynthe i believe i am a really good breakdancer and try and headspin

    everytime :surprised

    i’ve seriously injured my back doing this

    globalloon wrote:
    everytime i drink absynthe i believe i am a really good breakdancer and try and headspin

    everytime :surprised

    i’ve seriously injured my back doing this

    lol (not the injuring back bit of course though) :lol_big:

    The only time i have drunk Absinte, i didnt know what it was (or who i was) untill the next morning, when i was taken to my friends boyfriends car (lotus) and presented with the bonnett kicked in and informed that it was me……………………………… Could have been worse, he works on classic cars and its made of fibre glass, so was fixable.

    HAHAHA

    absynthe…well…..yes do i !!

    I am 31 years soonn and spent half my life in companion with drugs, use never abuse. i learned early to dose myself in the way to keep control over myself. it never ever happened that i didnt know what i do or lack rememberance and i was so sure it would never happen as i take care what i consume and how and be aware of the effects. Absynthe gave me a lesson and its not even long ago. :shy:

    it was in czech republic,it was cold and the party my boyfriend played a set has been great and i was sober apart the millions of cheap czech beer. the day after we met with the 2 other artists who played there to have a look around in praha. it was nice for a while for me but got really bored to listen the guys speaking about synthesizer and plugins. knowing it will not stop i had the chance to sit there start being bothered, cause a strange athmosphere with my bored attendance OR have fun. the place i mashed myself up was a nice bar/club. i started my one-man-amuse-night with some beer and felt well dancing and daff with people what is a normal habitude of me. i got offered one absynthe and i liked it, didnt feel much more than with common strong liqueur and went on. i remember the guys i was with already started to laugh about my way of speaking after the 2nd, more about my way of dancing after the 3rd and after the 5th i dont remember anything at all till i woke up next day 11 in the moring feeling absolutely fine. i stank like a distellery but i felt good till i drank half a bottle of water and i was drunk again :wtf:

    wondering about the effect of no rememberance and more about my look cause i was all over full of mud, have lost cap, gloves, nails and my face was covered with scratches and mud – i asked my chap what the hell has happened to me !!

    he couldnt believe i dont remember as i was pretty active all the night apart the hour i fell asleep in the men toilet floor of this bar. when he picked me up there, we went out to go in another bar which was on the opposite of the city. they thought walking would be a good idea as the first trial to go with me in the public transport ended up myself teaching german to the busdriver whilst trying to explain him he is going the wrong way of the street. i seem to have pretend i was in the uk for some reason. then i puked in his bus. walking was much better – fresh air n stuff – but still pretending being so aware of my condition i shouted all the time to my friend he better leave me walk alone as i dont like to be looked after. hands in my jacket i fell off my face like a woodblock 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9 times they stopped counting. at the beginning still caring about if i was hurt, they after only put me back on my feed, still with the hands in the pocket and finishing the sentence i started before falling. like falling on my face was something absolutely normal. i didnt hurt myself apart some few scratches and haematomas. i was riding on a stone monument of karl and found some new friends like the nice bloke that asked us to take him with us over the border as he was searched by some drug dealers which he owed money to. as i agreed it was a bit of a hazzle to get rid of him for my mates, more cause i wasnt really quick walking this stadium. :angel: in the other bar they found if they let me stand still in front of a speaker it works that i dont fall and dont go around to find more new friends.instead they found me and i spend the rest of the night sitting inside the speaker making auguries to people. i even got paid by one they told me :crazy_dru
    after been told all this i felt like :hiding: cause the guys i was with were more or less unknown to each others and dealing about producing stuff together etc. so i felt like shit, i didnt make my boy look very bright with a messy girl that actually takes care about that stuff for the label etc.
    but apparently was no problem and they both called me later to ask how i was and that they had passed a wicked time watching this mess :alcoholic

    the bad thing in all was the police control at the border as our car wasnt signed on propperly, but thats another story…

    if my path of life will ever meet again absynthe i may have a go, for 1 or 2. only.
    cause after all it was funny for the others – i was quiet pissed off not to have participate it consciously :rolleyes:

    liaphin wrote:
    in the public transport ended up myself teaching german to the busdriver whilst trying to explain him he is going the wrong way of the street. i seem to have pretend i was in the uk for some reason. then i puked in his bus. walking was much better

    HAHAHA

    n the other bar they found if they let me stand still in front of a speaker it works that i dont fall and dont go around to find more new friends

    kerrrr-lassic

    :alcoholic

    liaphin wrote:
    HAHAHA

    absynthe…well…..yes do i … … … … … … …. !!:rolleyes:

    Great stuff!!!!

    I to felt fine the next day! HE he!

    PaulM wrote:
    Great stuff!!!!

    I to felt fine the next day! HE he!

    haha…

    PaulM wrote:
    Great stuff!!!!

    I to felt fine the next day! HE he!

    i was very pissed off he could have at least had the decency to have a killer hangover after all the shit he put me through!!!! :get_you:

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    When I was in Barcelona last year with my friend each day we got a quarter of hash and a litre of absinthe and went about our daily business. Which usually ended up with some sort of all night party in the hostel involving everyone on our floor. Anyhow after much hunting about on underrave we finally got the number for a party on the saturday night in Barcelona and went hunting for it.

    I assumed that mont calla was the name of the big squat up by the Gaudi park (actually cassa de montanya) so we headed that way. Anyhow once we reached the tube station we ran into a load of Spanish crusties and I figured it might be worth asking them if they knew where the party was. As it happened they were heading there too and told us to come along, which we did of course. Its not far they said justa quick bus journey away. So anyway we got on the bus and stayed on for an hour til we were in the middle of nowhere and got off. It was just a square of houses with a tree in the middle on a small motorway so our guides said cool its just over here, and took us through a fence onto the railway tracks?????

    Anyhow we continued on our merry way with our absinthe drinking and stumbling down the train tracks. For another hour til we came to a railway bridge and had to cross a river waking on the wooden sleepers to avoid falling off it into the water. Anyhow we finally got there and could see the party and our 3 Spanish guides who had been sharing our absinthe were so drunk they decided to get the first train back into Barcelona from the station next to the party which came 5 minutes after we got there.

    In hindsight I wish I’d gone to bed then got the 5.30am train out rather than the mission but it was wicked fun and they played some heavy heavy jungle on one rig and hardtek on the other so twas righ up my street.

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