Are you a bad or good drunk?

sometimes good sometimes bad, never too bad around friends. It has caused many yelling contests between girlfriends and I over the years.

 

I am not an aggressive belligerent drunk i am an overly friend happy everyone get down drunk. i do stupid things when i am drunk but its not like getting into a fight, more like falling down a few rows at the toyota centers

 

Same, at least when I used to drink but I drink no more.

 

Crazy should be an option, but it wasn't, so I picked going to hell.

 

I'm a good drunk. I just get more relaxed, funnier... a happier version of my "normal" self, if I'm ever normal. Generally the opposite of a "bad drunk," which I've had far too much experience with. I know some people who are literally Doctor Jekyll/Mr. Hyde with booze. A great person sober, or doing any other kind of thing that gets you feeling good, except when it comes to alcohol. They have some drinks, and then you have to watch out, wasting half your evening keeping them out of trouble. Those people should just leave the stuff alone.

Can't drink much anymore, however. Gotta pick my spots.

 

Drinking is r****ded.

 

I sing and hug people

 

you do remember when we went to the liberty bowl,right?

 

Other than the fact that I suddenly think I can dance, I'm pretty fun when I'm drinking.

 

Up to 3 drinks, I'm the best drunk in the world.

3+ drinks...I'm an animal. Lousy drunk.

 

same here.

only change 3 to 7

 

I remember bits and pieces

and the bucket

 

I'm a great drunk. Always just chill and relaxed, and very rarely get sloppy. I'm usually the one that has to drive/take care of the sloppy drunks.

 

Definitely a good drunk. In an inebriated state I get extremely mellow and actually enjoy people's company. However, I usually egg on my friends into mindless debates and transform into a real sarcastic a-hole.

I do recall one occasion when I was 19 where I ended up hitting on my friend's 50 year old aunt. Everyone was passed out and we were both watching Kubrick's 'Eyes Wide Shut' of all things. I put my arm around her and she didn't seem to mind. I think I wanted to do more but she ended up stopping my hand from reaching second base.

The next day I was completely embarrassed and spent a few weeks paranoid that she would snitch me out to my friend.

She never did and I learned to stay away from Jim Beam.

 

Wow! That was an evening you won't forget.

 

this is a great description of me+alcohol.

 

Been there, done that. Seriously.