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Posted on 09/29/2010 9:57:19 PM PDT by Huntress
He should have listened to Dean Warmer. Chugging vodka in a few seconds is no way to go through life. I guess he will not need to worry about going through life in that condition.
Reminds me of the Irish tune, “Johnny Tar”:
“The doctor looked him over, said ‘ye better call the hearse,
But it’s not what yer thinkin’, it wasn’ the drinkin’
this man died o’ thirst!’”
To quote John Hiatt:
And the tag on his toe read ‘Death by Misadventure’
Ain’t that some way to go? Death by Misadventure
16 oz of booze in 4 seconds, over a half fifth....yah, I can see how that would do you in even starting from scratch.
most likely a pint chugged down by a sober person wouldn’t result in Alcohol poisoning, but if a guy was already loaded it certainly would. I knew a guy in the army that almost died from alcohol poisoning doing something very like that.
I would think if most people tried that the alcohol would come right back up before hitting bottom.
Well, actually, stupidity killed him. The alcohol embalmed him.
Most people yes, but not long time heavy drinkers. When I was drinking I could have done it and kept it down easy.
It is sort of a two step fall down a steep mountainside.
You have probably had a brainfreeze from a malt or slushy or smoothie type of drink. Step 1 is sort of like the brain freeze, except the sensation is not of cold but of an escalating pressure, like a vice grip on the skull, especially at the temples and between the eyes, and at the back of the skull.
Step 2 is a shift in sensations. Just as the vice grip pressure seems to reach an unbearable point and one wishes the skull would just go ahead and collapse just to end it all, one suddenly slides down into a profound descending stupor. Remember the witch after Dorothy throws water on her? One’s cognitive abilities begin to deliquesce and dissolve just like the witch. The clamping pressure on the skull is still there, but caring about it kind of slides off, and it becomes distant and dull. Awareness draws off a great distance, and can even disappear for a while.
Much later, one rouses in a very weak and sickened condition, with a renewed sense of wonder, remorse and nausea.
Err...
So I have . . . been told.
Yes. Like lifting weights, except bad.
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It depends on the person, what they might have in their stomach, how much they’ve already consumed, etc.
Saw a guy go into a coma in college from drinking 27 shots of cheap nasty vodka in quick succession (within 30 minutes or so) one night on an empty stomach. Upperclassmen who had a little more experience with booze were counseling him to not do this, but he would not be dissuaded. I’d guess his weight at about 150, and he was an experienced drinker of hard liquor. He’d been getting progressively deeper into the bottle from the second day of his first semester, and this was week 12 out of 16. He had gotten to a point where he was sneaking liquor into classrooms and drinking most all of his waking moments, and with all of that, he still had alcohol poisoning.
We never saw him again. Never got a straight story on whether or not he died. His room mate came back from the library, found him passed out and barely breathing and called the EMT’s. The EMT’s came, took him away and that was the last we saw or heard of him. No one in a position to know would answer any of our questions. That, we found really odd.
Another guy decided to drink a 12oz cup of Everclear in two big slugs at a dorm party. About two minutes after he finished, he fell to his knees, wobbled a bit, fell over backwards. It was as if he fainted in slow-mo. This time, we had a guy in the crowd who was a volunteer EMT in his hometown - and he stuck his finger down the guy’s throat, got him to puke up at least some of the booze and (again) we called the EMT’s. This guy pulled out of it that night, probably in large part to the quick thinking of the EMT classmate.
Last case was a girl from South Dakota who came east, who had been raised in a very strict household - no booze, no boys, etc. Well, she’s in her fourth week as a freshman and already going more than a little wild. She downs a fifth of schnapps while in an outdoors class that is out in the Adirondaks on a camping trip. This was after she ate dinner, such as it was on a camping trip. I think she took about 10 minutes to down the whole bottle, and she proceeds to start hitting on any guy with a pulse in the group, and then passed out in 10 minutes, quickly going hypothermic.
She was OK the next morning, but had us really worried there for about three hours.
Some people can handle booze. Some can’t. Regardless, it isn’t an especially well-advised move to chug liquor.
I had a similar experience once at my brother’s house. Only it involved a rocking chair followed by a quick trip down the hall where I discovered projectile vomiting at a pressure riviling Bellagio fountains. His walls were a mess.
We never saw him again. Never got a straight story on whether or not he died. His room mate came back from the library, found him passed out and barely breathing and called the EMT’s. The EMT’s came, took him away and that was the last we saw or heard of him. No one in a position to know would answer any of our questions. That, we found really odd.
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If he had died, there would have been a police investigation. Most likely parents or other family came and got him, and the school hushed the incident.
I saw this at a trade school with a student who gradually went insane. It so happened that I saw his parents bundling him into their car during classes. The physical resemblances were such that these were clearly his parents. That evening, the dorm resident adviser packed out his stuff in cartons and drove off with them, the next day his workbench was cleared and that was that.
Ah. Good stuff. Still not as strong as what used to be available in Spain in the late sixties, only went by the name of “Puro”. Max alchohol content, except for the 4% lost through exposure to air.
I can see death by alchohol, but what’s this about a “pool of his own blood”?
In my younger years I was challenged at a party to drink a large quantity of vodka in a short amoutn of time. I chugged until my lips started to go numb, then paused to rub my mouth, then proceeded to finish. It was in a tupperware container so I can’t say for sure how much actual volume it was, but I made it outside to get some fresh air and immediately barfed in the rose bushes next to the driveway. It was only in my system for a very short while but I was terribly hung over the next day and I hadn’t been doing much drinking beforehand that evening.
Would never do that again, that’s for sure.
God called in today.
L.A. in the summer of ‘69
I went downtown and bought me some wine
Oh, I drank it down under the table
I said: “Watch me now, I’m gonna eat the label!”
Well I’m a wino man
Don’t you know I am?
36, 24, hips about 30
I seen a fine lady and I started talkin’ dirty
Boy, she looked over at me and she raised the thumb
She said: “Jam down the road, you fun-ba-bum-bum”
I’m a wino man
Don’t you know I am?
I went to the country
And while I was gone
I lost control of my body functions
On a roller-headed lady’s front lawn
I’m so ashamed, but I’m a wino man
I can’t help myself
I’ve been drinkin’ all night till my eyes got red
Stumbled on the gutter and busted my head
Bugs in my zoot suit, been scratchin’ like a dog
I can’t stand no water, and I stink like a hog
Give me a five dollar bill
And an overcoat too
Give me a five dollar bill
And an overcoat too
A five dollar bill and an overcoat too
A five dollar bill and a Florsheim shoe
FZ
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