My god I'm hung over, on monday...

I've determined that getting hung over on a Monday morning is quite possibly the worst time ever to be hung over. Mondays are bad enough in themselves... Drinking sunday night is a huge nono. And I've got a solid beer hangover, which is ALWAYS worse for some fucking reason. always hurts ten times more than a solid alcohol hangover, which can easily be cured by a few quick asprins and a beer. And alcohol/beer hangovers? my god... it's like mixing a killer typhoon with satan.

Here I am at my office; I'm running to the bathroom every fifteen minutes for beer shits and feeling like ima throw up all that shit we bar-b-qed last night. Feeling dizzy, unresponsive, tired, sick... Can't even focus on my computer screen to do work!
OK I've had 5 Asprin and 4 Bayer in 3 hours and still have a massively pounding headache. I'm hoping I take enough that I either finally get it through my brain and it stops the headache or I die of a fucking asprin poisioning.
ooh, and I've been eating all morning to get rid of that nastyass not-quite-beer taste that's been lingering in my mouth and the beer burps too? omg I HATE when my Corona comes back 12 hours after I drink it.

Anyone relate? When were your worst hangovers?

getting shitfaced on a Sunday = big mistake. Prepare for a week from hell :evillol:

i don't get hangovers.

I don't miss those days one bit...

i don't get hangovers.

Must be nice!!


My worst hangover experience was driving from Richmond, (Yorkshire) UK, to London to catch my plane back to the US.

After having a fun day seeing Richmond Castle, I checking into a B&B then sought out a local watering hole. After a rousing (and very late) night of playing pool and swapping stories, I was woken up the next morning by the innkeeper, pounding on the door and bellowing at me that it was past time to leave. It was 11am and checkout was 10.

So, got in the small rental car and almost immediately got lost in a series of roundabouts. I probably shouldn't have been driving (yet) at this point and I must say that roundabouts, plus hangover, plus small car, plus driving on the opposite side of the road than you're used to, make you need to pull over.

So I finally asked some local sheep farmers where the M1 was. They straightened me out, and so backtracked through some oddly stained roundabouts, then blasted down the M1 at what I'm sure was an illegal rate for several hours.

Once back in London (O, why didn't I rent at Heathrow?) and now thoroughly regretting whatever drinks my new "friends" had bought for me the night before, I was lost for over an hour trying to find the rental place; it was getting late and of course, raining and rush hour. Not to mention that the maps I had were substandard, and with my head thumping like it was, nearly impossible to read. Then by sheer luck I spotted the small alley I'd been looking for. After several Uturns and British swear words(from other drivers), I made it to the alley, pulled in and returned the car - miraculously without damage.

Hellish.

I made the plane on the following day. :)

Stay out with the boys. Get up with the men. Everyone always says water water water, but we never seem to listen do we? :D I swear though it helps. I drank 4 liters of water once before I went to bed after a fierce night of drinking. When I woke up I was fine. Gotta drink that water. Live and learn. Or not. :)

The best cure for a bad hangover is this: Go to a fast food place, get the biggest greasiest burger they have and some fries, stuff all of that in your belly, chug down a gatorade and your set. I think grease attacks the evil hangover cells floating around in your body, or something like that.

My worst hangover...hmm...dont know if this is my worst but its one of my favorites. After a weekend of drinking in Athens (Georgia) with some buddies who go to school up there, a friend Brannen tells us he is working at some BBQ place that morning and for us to go grab some on our way out... biiiiiiiiig mistake. Willy is driving back home, I am in the passengers seat. You know those big loop on ramps on highways, those + hangover + BBQ = me riding down the road at about 70 puking out the window.

My worst hangover experience was driving from Richmond, (Yorkshire) UK, to London to catch my plane back to the US.

After having a fun day seeing Richmond Castle, I checking into a B&B then sought out a local watering hole. After a rousing (and very late) night of playing pool and swapping stories, I was woken up the next morning by the innkeeper, pounding on the door and bellowing at me that it was past time to leave. It was 11am and checkout was 10.

So, got in the small rental car and almost immediately got lost in a series of roundabouts. I probably shouldn't have been driving (yet) at this point and I must say that roundabouts, plus hangover, plus small car, plus driving on the opposite side of the road than you're used to, make you need to pull over.

So I finally asked some local sheep farmers where the M1 was. They straightened me out, and so backtracked through some oddly stained roundabouts, then blasted down the M1 at what I'm sure was an illegal rate for several hours.

Once back in London (O, why didn't I rent at Heathrow?) and now thoroughly regretting whatever drinks my new "friends" had bought for me the night before, I was lost for over an hour trying to find the rental place; it was getting late and of course, raining and rush hour. Not to mention that the maps I had were substandard, and with my head thumping like it was, nearly impossible to read. Then by sheer luck I spotted the small alley I'd been looking for. After several Uturns and British swear words(from other drivers), I made it to the alley, pulled in and returned the car - miraculously without damage.

Hellish.

I made the plane on the following day. :)
I'm cracking up just picturing that :lol:

MBTN > Water always does the trick :thumbsup:

I'm cracking up just picturing that :lol:

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I wasn't laughing then.


(And the grease and/or water do work)

I'm cracking up just picturing that :lol:

:werd: :lol:

That was such a great story!!!! :rofl:

I'm with J too on the hnagovers. Don't get'em. Idk why though...

I didn't use to at all. Guess my metabolism hit the wall or w/e. Damn that getting older thing. I always just throw back a few beers and a few asprin in the morning and make sure my stomache is full all day and it wears off pretty fast. This has got to be one of the worst for me though. Didn't have any beer dismornin and walked around with an empty stomache. Then my mother just happened to want to go to lunch today. I got ready to get in the car 10 minutes after I posted the first post and threw up everywhere. No mom, I'm not hung over...

It's wierd. I drank a 30 pack a few months ago in a night and only had a little headache the next day. it's so variable for me. I can drink half a dozen jack n cokes and be cool. Then 10 beers will give me an epic hangover.

hehe, I was too drunk to drive once so I let my friend and threw up ALLLLL over the side of my Jeep. Didn't bother to wash it off either, so it just sat there dried to the car for a week and a half before it grossed me out to the point I had to wash it

Water always works great for hangovers for me. I was never really a fan of eating after a heavy night of drinking, but it can work too...water goes down easier though.

32 oz Gatorade before bed= no hangover. Period.

You should try coming down at work after a big one on the disco bikkies. Fark.

Space monkey.

I never get hang overs either, unless i puke all night and dont get alot of sleep, but that hasnt happened in years. Sometimes i'm just really thirsty when i wake up, but never hung over.

I don't remember ever getting a beer headache, or a hangover from beer.

I drank 14 1.6 standard drinks of Carlton Cold last April, and I was shit-faced for 2 days, I layed in bed all day the next day, as I threw up about 8 times, but I never had a headache.

I don't get headaches either. I always feel bad enough to make up for it.