[typos preserved]

>Be Polish
>Get extremely drunk one night at a bar with a friend
>Walk home
>See bottle of pills
>Friend dares me to take the entire bottle of pills
>Extremely drunk so do it
>Wake up in hopsital
>Docter speaks French
>Wtf.jpg
>Don’t remember anything
>Imediatly call my friend
>He tell me when we where walking trough the garage of my appartment building the pills kicked in and I ran into my car and drove away
>He hasn’t heard of me in 4 days
>Hang up on my friend in shock
>Finally they get a docter that speaks english
>Docter tells me i showed up in a random French village, broke trough someone’s window, shit on their counter and collapsed
>Docter ask me what happend
>Idk.jpg
>A day later they send me back to poland

No one knows what i did in those 4 days.

  • Jo Miran@lemmy.ml
    2·
    9 months ago

    I sometimes sleepwalk when I drink too much.

    One time when I was about sixteen I got drunk on Jack Daniels and Guava/Pineapple juice (shout out USVI). I said goodnight too my friends and went to bed. The next morning I woke up wearing different clothes, muddy, and with a scraped arm. Apparently I got up after I went to sleep, drove to my cousin’s house, had a beer and chatted with some neighborhood gangsters, was about to make a deal with one to buy a pair of suppressed 9mm pistols (which had my cousin and friends freaking out), slipped on mud (flip flops), fell pretty hard, drove myself back home, said goodnight to my grandmother, and went back to bed. I have no memory of any of it and I am assuming that my first, last, and only stop was to my cousin’s house.

    It wasn’t my only incident but it is the only one where I can account for a portion of my actions and whereabouts. Also, as funny as it sounds, it is very scary.