Comments on: It’s your lucky day! St. Patrick’s Day Contest

By: Tadd

Tadd — Wed, 17 Mar 2010 01:23:04 +0000

Welll a short story… It was the Saturday before St. Paddies in Chicago doing the Western Walk.. After doing the long walk and drinking we stopped at a fast food joint and ate some food. I went to the bathroom and relieved some overfilling and returned to drink from my soda cup and realized as I gulped it that my bud had been spitting his dip into my cup… Second round of hurling had simultaneous begun and the poor guy at the fast food shopped just looked at me and shook his head in shame…. We ran out and caught a cab….

By: Pyrophire Stickers

Pyrophire Stickers — Wed, 10 Mar 2010 20:15:09 +0000

This one time we went out to a party where they kept serving green beer, what they didnt know is that they were putting too much food coloring into the beer. So later in the night their sinks, bathtub and toilet were all green from people getting drunk and sick from the green beer, throwing up and staining everything. Green projectile vomit for St Patty’s Day, best night ever!

By: wolfandwhisky

wolfandwhisky — Wed, 10 Mar 2010 20:03:09 +0000

Went out one night with some friends. After calling it a night, it was a bit late and I fell asleep on one of my friend’s couch. I woke up the next morning at around 6:30a, and decided it was time to go.

I ran into him a day or two later, and told him thanks for letting me crash at his place. He was shocked, and gave me a blank stare – he had no idea I had slept on his couch.

He said he heard some noise shortly after 6:00a, like someone rustling around his place. But, he figured that someone had broken into his house that morning to rob him, and since he didn’t have anything of value, he just went back to sleep!

By: Agent 86

Agent 86 — Wed, 10 Mar 2010 19:41:54 +0000

I’ve only been drunk once in my life, so nothing really interesting there. This St. Patricks Day I hope to get outside and have a nice cigar. Maybe a Candela wrapper in respect to the day. Lol.

By: Chuck

Chuck — Wed, 10 Mar 2010 18:08:54 +0000

Story is from my college days. It was St. Paddy’s and I had just recieved my tax refund check – a great thing because I was broke until that point. Went into town, cashed the check in early afternoon. I had a mid term exam in accounting first thing the next morning, so I had planned on geting back to the dorm to study. Instead, I stopped at a place called Mitchel’s Pub, an Irsih-style college pub, for one green beer to celebrate the day! I ran into a friend from high school that was in town for the celebartion. One green beer lead to another, next thing I knew they were offering drink specials – double Swamp Water’s for a buck, which I could not pass up! Needless to say I didn’t get out the place until closing time. At some point on my way home I had fallen down and got mud all over my clothes and jacket.

The next morning, I crawled out of bed and put on the same clothes I was wearing the night before, not realizing they were full of dirt. I went to the cafeteria to get somehting to eat and study the test material. I then crawled to class to take the test. I got there late, so the only seats open were in the front row. The girl behind me wispered and asked what had happend to me. I said…don’t ask! I was soooooo hung over that I could barely write my name on the test paper. I sat there numb for about 20 minutes, then said the hell with it. I handed the paper in and went back to my dorm to sleep.

The next day, I went to the prof’s office. I explained what had happended and asked if it was possibile to re-take the test. He explained it was not possible, but said he would take my honesty into consideration for assessing a grade. Even though I had not even attempted to answer one question on the test, when I got the test back, I was given a B. I went to the prof at the end of class to thank him for being considerate given my screw-up. He said the grade was for being honest about what had happened and believed in second chances – he would not be so kind the next time.

I probably should have stayed with accounting, but I concluded there were more fun things in life than chasing numbers!!

By: BigSmokeDan

BigSmokeDan — Mon, 08 Mar 2010 20:09:12 +0000

I am friends with several people who have March 17 birthdays so we always go out. Last year we were in an Irish pub an it was elbow to elbow. Luckily our group had a table. Everyone at the table was smoking cigarettes and there was a guy who was even smoking a pipe. So ignoring a “No Cigar Smoking” sign I whipped out a big dark robusto, a Tabacos Baez if I’m not mistaken, I was drinking green Yuengling its kinda foggy. Anyway As I clipped the end and fumbled for my torch A wait person come by and said I couldn’t light that thing. I asked if she was kidding. She wasn’t so I didn’t light it. 5 minutes later I was told again to not light it and every 5 minutes after someone came by and either told me to put it out (wasn’t lit) or to not light it up. I had enough of this and upon leaving I fired it up while paying my bill, which was a dollar more per beer than it should have been. Upon questioning it they pointed to the sign that said Domestic beer $5 Imported $6. I informed them that Yuengling is a domestic beer and they said it was Chinese, an import. True! not too funny just sad. Needless to say no tip was given.

By: Chris Campbell

Chris Campbell — Mon, 08 Mar 2010 16:57:01 +0000

My friends and I went to a bar in Akron called Infernos because it was Penny Draft Night. .01 cent for a cup of Pabst Blue Ribbon! After drinking a dollars worth I proceed to get into a dance off with some other drunks on the dance floor. Thinking I was totally awesome and the with PBR flowing through my thought process I attempted the “Worm” a move that I usually had no problem doing. Well the PBR decided that my depth perception needed re-calibrated and I whacked my chin on the dance floor. I got up and felt something warm on my chin. Here I had split my chin wide open and my friends had to take me to the emergency room to get stitches! I have a nice scar to remember the night

By: Jared

Jared — Sat, 06 Mar 2010 19:53:09 +0000

I plan on doing land navigation through 10 degree weather in the mountains of Germany!

By: boomerd35

boomerd35 — Fri, 05 Mar 2010 17:32:55 +0000

This St. Patricks Day we will be gathering at a local B&M to smoke cigars and drink some beer. I’m sure somebody will bring some green food coloring to make the beer green.

By: cigarsarge

cigarsarge — Fri, 05 Mar 2010 15:54:05 +0000

Back in the tender days of my misspent youth I attended a pub crawl in Memphis to celebrate St. Paddys Day.. The night wore on and on and on. Finally I passed out. The next morning I woke up at a buds of mine in the bed of the truck we all went to Memphis in. The only problem was we were in St. Louis. His wife was beating on the side of the truck telling me every one else was inside having breakfast. I cold never live like that again.

By: John Bach (JJ)

John Bach (JJ) — Fri, 05 Mar 2010 14:41:57 +0000

I woke up one morning after a long night of drinking with friends at my house. We had a bonfire, and many, many bottles of Seagrams 7. I somehow passed out in the neighbors driveway, and awoke to them homking at me so I’d move and they could go to work. I never passed out there again. THANK GOD!!!

By: CAOFanatic/Jerry Kontur

CAOFanatic/Jerry Kontur — Fri, 05 Mar 2010 14:04:30 +0000

St. Patty’s Day falls on the last day of my work week!! How lucky for me!! After work it’s Growlers Pub for Scotch Eggs, Guiness (they don’t believe in ruining beer by dying it green), and a few good smokes.

By: Anita Nava

Anita Nava — Fri, 05 Mar 2010 07:45:57 +0000

The first time I ever got drunk I almost super glued my fingers together.

By: TimD

TimD — Fri, 05 Mar 2010 03:02:47 +0000

When I was 14 I got hold of a bottle of rum before school one day, they were removing asbestos insulation from our high school so we shared with the middle school, we went to school from 1-5 PM my freshman year. I got so drunk I didn’t have the sense not to go to school. I fell off the school bus and somehow made it through homeroom. 1st period did me in though, the room started spinning and I hurled on the kid in front of me after which I raised my hand and politely asked “Can I go to the nurse’s office?” I stood up and passed out… next thing I remember they were carting me down the hall in a wheelchair and my dad had to leave work to come pick me up. True story.

HAPPY ST. PADDY’S DAY!!!

By: Ben Lee

Ben Lee — Fri, 05 Mar 2010 02:37:14 +0000

St. Patrick’s day is special to me. I asked my wife to marry me then and my son was baptized on St. Paddy’s day.