I got a pretty bad story. One night me and my two buddies were drinking bacardi. We were making mixies with code red. I had about 3 mixies which were probably 55% code red and 45% bacardi. I finish of my last bottle at a friends house and then we go driving around. I notice that theres still some bacardi left in the bottle so i start swigging the rest of it thinking theres just a little left haha.
Next thing I remember I’m outside my friends house and we go in and im struggling up the stairs. We go into his little sisters room for a second and she’s sleeping and I lean on her head. THen we go into my buddies room and he gets me some water and i take a sip and dump the rest over my head. All the while we’re watching mtv and the music and the video is just making me so dizzy. Next thing i remember I wake up and smell the most horendous scent ever. I look back and there is shit and puke all over my boxers and down my legs. I look at my clothes and they are just covered in puke and shit. I go to take a shower and puke some more. Then get out of the shower and puke in his sink. He take me home and shows me where i chucked the bottle out in front of his car while we were driving. Then he tells me that there was still like 4 or 5 shot left in the bottle when i drank the rest. Then i got home puked and then dry heaved after that. This was my first time just being comletely wasted and I definetly didn’t think i would drink again. But I just stuck to beer because the smell of hard liquor made me gag.
Wow you guys have some f’d up stories. I’ve heard some crazy ones of my own-some of my best friends were/are in the navy stationed at Coronado. Crazy Mexico stories…
I was at a house party a few weeks ago and they had a keg of anchor steam which I love, normally keg beer you gotta choke down. I lost count how much beer I drank. These days I hardly drink at all compared to when I was in college. Later that night I met some people who passed a bowl around of some herb they got from Humbolt which is like top of the line outdoor. Needless to say, I was having a grand ole time.
I too work at an ER and I had to go to work the next morning at 7am. I looked at my watch and it was like 1:30. So my girlfriend drove us home. Woke up at 6:15 still drunk and high, but I HAD to go to work-nobody else can do what I do so essentially unless I am puking up a lung I can’t call in sick. I was totally paranoid everyone knew I was drunk-probably from the weed. It was a long shift, but between the soda crackers, 4 cups of coffee I had and the nurses thinking I was tired I somehow made it through…
Alcohol content in beer and shots is usually similar. Most beers have more alcohol in them though.
Drunk math.
proof = %alcohol x 2 . % is per ounce.
hence 80 proof Cuervo has 40%, or .4 oz alcohol per 1 oz shot.
Most domestic beer in the US is around 4.5 to 5% alcohol.
12 oz X 4.75% (we’ll split the difference) = .57 oz alcohol per can. More alcohol in a can of Bud than a shot of Cuervo.
As far as why four shots hit harder than four beers, i would suspect that you probably will slam four shots in a shorter time sapn thatn four beers, hence it hits your system faster. And it may be psycholgical. Alcohol is alcohol is alcohol chemically.
So why do I get mean as hell and psychotic off of Crown Royal and stoned mellow on Bacardi Anejo?
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As far as why four shots hit harder than four beers, i would suspect that you probably will slam four shots in a shorter time sapn thatn four beers, hence it hits your system faster. And it may be psycholgical. Alcohol is alcohol is alcohol chemically.
So why do I get mean as hell and psychotic off of Crown Royal and stoned mellow on Bacardi Anejo?
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Dilution is your answer. Beer is mostly water. Shots are half to mostly alcohol. You drink nearly 12oz. of beer for the little bit of alcohol in it. A shot is not as diluted, and has a higher content of alcohol per volume compared to beer. Thus, shots hit you like a hammer.