This past summer I got piss drunk at a bar in Munich. My fellow exchange students and the chaperones (teachers from local schools) took us to some museum in Munich (sorry but I don't remember the name I hope you'll understand). There were World War II
era fighter planes so I would have enjoyed it if I were sober.
Anyways, I began to feel sick. As this was my first time being that drunk I didn't know what to expect. I sat on a bench next to some friends, bent over and threw up all over the floor. We immediately left the area. I threw up more outside but I held it in my mouth until I found a bathroom. We then went to the Munich Ratskeller (the restaurant at the town hall where many important people go to eat). Well, there was a bench with some pillows at my table so I passed out there. I was passed out for a good 3 hours. Even before we got to the restaurant we had to wait outside for a friend of mine who has a kidney disease which limits his mobility. So I passed out there for a good half hour or so. After my long nap I got chewed out by the chaperones for sleeping in the restaurant. They could have easily sent me back to the USA if they knew why I was sleeping in the restaurant.
I've got some more stories from the same day just from other people. A friend kid I know got drunk and was walking down the hall of the youth hostel with a bottle of Jim Beam in his hand. A girl from our group accidentally walked into him so he pulled a knife out, slammed her against the wall and threatened to knife her if she ever did that again. The kid doesn't have the balls to do that sort of thing, even while drunk, but the girl got quite scared. The chaperones didn't even punish him for doing that.
Oh yeah, later that night another friend of mine got drunk and got head from some fat Canadian chick from Regina Saskatchewan.
Ahh, the wonders of alcohol.
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