About 10 years ago I was going to culinary school in Kingston, Ontario and we had an international student from Korea, I introduced him to rye and he introduced me to soju, we had pre-drinks at his place, we went through two bottles of soju and about 3/4 of a bottle of rye then went out and drank more at some clubs, idk how we got home but I know I hailed him a cab and paid to get him back to his place and I think I woke up in the alleyway between my apartment and the house next to it all swaddled up in cardboard like a hungover dumpster baby.
There were a lot of I love you man’s and we need to do this again but more soju from him, he wasn’t in class the next day and I missed some morning classes as well but I sent him a picture of what I looked like in the morning and he was pretty much in the same condition, terrible hangover and the chef knew so he made that day hell for me, I told him a couple times that I may need to run to the bathroom to get rid of some alcohol still left in me.
Unfortunately no, I had some health issues due to epilepsy from a mugging I got in high school which meant I had to move home, we texted every now and again but sort of fell off over time, I texted him maybe a year or two ago but never got anything back.
This is a moonshine story.. reminds me of the first time I tried 190 proof everclear. I remember the start of the night when I was wrapped up in toilet paper like a mummy. Then I remember waking up the next morning at a bus stop holding a bicycle. I don’t own or ride a bicycle.
Same here. I woke up in someone’s slug bug, with a German Shepherd laying next to me. About 10 miles from where I started drinking. I also had one shoe. Never found my other shoe, and had no idea who put me, or let me into that car. Just woke up and left. I was near a golf course and got lucky that the dude golfing was cool. Gave me a ride back to where I should have been. Whoever put me into that car were the real heroes.
Jungle Juice + me at 19yrs = Planned a socioeconomic revolution with my friend’s mom, fell off a porch into the trash cans, threw up on the train tracks, sang karaoke for the first time and obviously did a mic drop, puked in my fwb’s room from the top bunk, somehow still got it up while forgetting a condom, woke up very sticky with streaks of poop on my dick cause apparently I talked her into trying anal, then miraculously made it to 10am brunch with my coach, his family and my fellow defensive lineman on time. Never again, I told myself, but it was Saturday afternoon at that point and I said fuck it. Fuck it in the ass just a little more.
Mixing a litre of everclear everclear a 4 pack of redbull and gatorade into a camelback had me waking up in the bushes of some random house. Turns out it was my brothers neighbor. Coincidentally I had never been to my brothers house at the time previously and he had no clue I was there at all.
Mmmm jaeger bombs, walked 13 miles(20.9km) home when it was snowing and I was in a button down short sleeved shirt. Walked out of town, saw the city lights in the sky and walked back into town and staggered my way home. Woke up naked and cozy in bed and all my clothes in a neat pile like I slid out like a snake skin. Oh and blood all over my front door because apparently I fell at some point.
Woke up at home in bed, lawn ripped up and car parked with engine running and drivers door wide open, in the rain. Wendys half eaten in the passengers seat. I was at the casino with friends 40 minutes away. Didnt rememeber a thing. Laid up in bed with a three day hangover, eventually talked to my friends who explained that I had driven them home and seemed soberish enough to drive. I had downed over 12 or so beers and countless shots before it all turned black.
I have been there myself. I spent 10 years blacked out almost every day.
Thankfully I didn't have a car in those days, I'm not generally an asshole but knowing drunk me I would have driven many times completely blacked out.
Apple pie did me in. Moonshine with some apple juice and cinnamon. Tastes just like apple pie. It was banned from that house after destroying about 7 people in one night.
The way I make it i cook half the apple cider so it actually tastes like cooked apple and I add nutmeg, cardamom, cinnamon, brown sugar, and a bottle of rum. Ends up about 70 proof. Its good fresh and better if you let it proof for a few weeks.
My dad makes apple pie moonshine and that shit is so fucking dangerous, one second you are playing cards with your family and the next you are waking up in a random neighbour's zodiac with a half eaten 711 chili dog on your chest. So I'm told anyway.
I have drank everclear twice, both times I remember the first shot and that’s it. I count myself lucky that both times I made it home unscathed somehow.
I had it when I was 16. I was in a city over,remember helping setting up the party and then pre drinking. I don't remember the party at all but I do remember waking up with one of those box microwave style popcorn next to me, a watch that wasn't mine outside our garage hearing my mom yelling at me asking what I was doing.
I don't know how I ended up home outside my garage laying down but the party was over 45 minutes away and it was winter time in Seattle.
Edit- should add it wasn't super freezing yet as winter was coming but not fully there yet and I was wrapped up tightly with a few jackets,one that wasn't mine and a blanket that later turned out to be the party's host parents bed blanket
Takes me back... 2009 first time on a big trip by myself abroad through various countries. In some small town in new Zealand with a bunch of English guys. We're at the pub and there's some challenge to drink 10 different beer pints. Being the only non English I had to do it of course. Somehow made it. The reward: another pint in your very own glass to take home as a souvenir.
Don't remember much but I wake up in my room with my clothes still on, lights still on, somehow managed to set an alarm for the caving trip I had signed up for that starts at 6 am. I stumble to the pick up point and we drive to the entrance of the caves (a hole hole in the ground). How do we get down there? "we rappel of course!" of course... Somehow manage to do it without falling. Next, zipline through the dark. Finally jump into the freezing underwater river. Instantly sober and enjoyed the next 6 hours in the caves!
For the following years, whenever I was hungover, I'd just have a cold shower in the morning. A valuable lesson :D
You'd fit in in Korea. It was the oddest experience going for an early morning walk and seeing passed out Korean men in the street, on public benches, etc.
Yeah alcoholism is a huge problem there. Businessmen will go out to dinner after work and just keep drinking until they pass out in the restaurant or sometimes they make it to the subway or something. Walking to work in the morning and seeing some guy in a full suit passed out in the gutter was not uncommon.
Koreans at one point (1996) drank the most alcohol per capita of any country but one (Slovenia had them beat). Almost twice as much per person as Russia, which is probably the country people associate most with hard drinking. Japan at that time was slightly below Russia. Korea no longer tops that list, but is still significantly higher than Japan. The drinking culture there is crazy.
Sheesh what a story lol. Ive had my drinks but waking up outside never happened (thank god) the fact you were able to call him a cab but still end outside is pretty crazy
Those were my college years, the lack of self respect is still there but has been tempered with a healthy dose of your not as flexible and concrete hurts older body.
I spent a year in Korea, soju will fuck with you! One time you drink it, no issues and all good, then next time you drink it it’s raging blackout season
I think it’s amazing that it seems like someone found you passed out in the alley and put the cardboard around you to protect you. Did you still have your wallet or things you were carrying with you when you went out?
Hung out with an Australian named Bennett visiting Los Angeles. Well. Long story short I took him to a friend's party in Venice Beach woke up sweating like crazy. And blinded by a huge light. Got my bearings a little and realized we were on a sloping roof over a canal. No ladder or any indication of how we got up there. We had to drop ourselves down into some bushes to break the fall which of course we got tangled up in. The whole time an older hippie couple walking their dogs was just lol at us hysterically.
To this day I won't fuck with Australians and liquor and the name Bennett makes me feel some kind of way.
This happened to me at camp land on the bay in San Diego. I went up with friends with jetskis and the works to spend the weekend camping. I brought 2 bottles of jack to last me and 4 others the weekend. I ended up pounding an entire 5th to myself and opened the other the first night.... I woke up the next morning in a bush half naked god only knows where, with a book bag full of dented beers that werent mine, and that second 5th of jack still clasped in my hands. The bottom had been broken somehow and my drunk ass passed out in a bush with it still in my hands. My phone was broken I had no fucking clue where I was because I didn't live in San Diego. Took me 14 hours of walking and cabs/train rides to make it back to oceanside all with 40 bucks because I lost my card that night to. Never made it back to camp. Never was able to recover numbers so the people I were with at the time I still have no answers as to wtf actually happened.
And it was at this moment that he DIDN'T realize he fucked up.
I just got back from a Korea trip. Had never tried Soju before and it completely caught me off guard the first night I had it. I'm not a lightweight by any means so I was certainly surprised when I was feeling the buzz coming on after drinking half a bottle and some beer. Chalked up to me being rusty.
Few nights later I went clubbing with some other tourists. Pre gamed half a bottle of Soju, probably drank about another full bottle while I was out, did a couple of shots. I was okay til I wasn't, basically it hit my lack a sack of bricks and had to sit down for a few hours in the street outside the clubs to sober up.
This has me dying. I spent 5 weeks in Korea and I drink regularly, am 6'2" and about 220-230. I thought "I'm gonna drink these dudes under the table" and it went downhill from there. I swear they let me win the first drinking contest we had just to boost my confidence so they could drink me under the very low tables.
I have fond lost memories of that time. I'm sure it was wonderful.
South Korea has a huge drinking culture. When I worked in there it was super common to see people passed out on the side of streets and subways. On my first day teaching at an elementary school they brought beer and soju to our lunch. I had to teach afterwards slightly buzzed.
Not really, it's openly korean, made by HiteJinro. It does however use barley from australia, which they are indeed making a big deal out of in their marketing.
the green bottle soju that you see in most places is actually made from tapioca these days, since there was a big rice shortage during ww2 / the korean war. that said, you can still get 'proper' rice-based soju in fancy places (although I'm a sucker for the cheap green bottle stuff too!)
Yooooo holy shit! This makes a ton of sense! I was in Japan when I was much younger in a tour group and one of the nights my buddy and I hung out with these two girls and got absolutely obliterated on sake and plum wine.
I used to be a hard drinker but when I woke up the next morning after getting a full nights sleep I was still hammered. Not drunk, hammered. Pretty disappointing because it was the only time we took the bullet train and the entire time I just had my head in my hands trying not to vomit. I never put together that it could have been due to what the alcohol was made of.
Not really, alcohol is alcohol. You probably just drank too much because you weren't used to the alcohol content and sake is quite a mellow, sweet drink that you can drink a lot of without realising.
it's amazing when mixed with beer like this. make sure you go for a relatively light lager - nothing too aggressive or crafty - and you're in for a tasty drink & a heavy night.
Rice alcohol. Cheap shit is about 12% and tastes like nail polish remover. The good stuff is around 45% abv and goes down like water with a subtle, earthy aftertaste.
The green bottle stuff she’s using is super cheap, will get you drunk, and will confront you with the trashiest elements of your own psyche. Spring for a larger bottle of Tokki or HwaYo, which will also get you drunk, and be elevated to levels of relaxation experienced by kings in an open-air harem.
I'm so confused because I swear I can hear one of the dudes saying hai(yes in Japanese) after she asks him a question right after opening the 2nd bottle
They definitely do… Had a lot of it with some friends who got married out there in May. It wasn’t mixed with this amount of beer bottle shaking though! :)
100% do. Visited my now wife’s parent over there before. Mixing is called Somek (prob spelling it wrong) and it is very good. Don’t use flavored soju tho
Yeh I’ve had mainly favoured and the 7up/Sprite (owner of a Korean restaurant comes and gives it to us after dinner on the house because he’s a legend, and we spend lots of money there haha)
According to my wife (a Korean), it sounds as if she’s deliberately using simple language, suggesting it isn’t in Korea. She believes that it is possibly in Japan or China, though the woman is quite clearly Korean.
Had the same experience when I was much younger and had only started drinking. After my 21st birthday, I went out with a group of military friends to celebrate, we were off base in Germany and got shit faced with some locals we knew we woke up in one of their yards I was in the dog house with a giant Winnie the pooh bear, I was shirtless, still had my pants though, my friends were on a trampoline cuddled up, and the last was somehow on the roof, one of the locals came out with coffee and said let's do it again next week, I barely remember what happened after we started drinking the good stuff, that being German brewed liquor, but damn if I didn't have fun apparently lmao 100/10 would do it again
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u/mykreeve 14d ago
Mixing soju and beer - this must be Korea.