Hmm,……….well I’m not entirely sure of the last time. Possibly St Pauls carnival in July in Bristol but no hurling.
I got very very very smashed on my stag weekend in April. I had a sober January and have been barely drinking since so I tried to train for the stag weekend by having a couple of bottles of wine or cider a night for a week before. I think it helped but in all honesty I was never going to be able to make myself immune! There are only a couple of bits I don’t remember (which was probably for the best because it was being abused by my mates in a bar and whipped with my belt by some strippers) but there was no puking. oh, actually there was one little puke. I kept getting forced to have 3 jager bombs in a row. The third time this happended, I could tell on the 2nd jager that it wasn’t settling right so I necked the 3rd and headed to the loo for a tactical chunder. Seemed to work.
Edit: I did somehow manage to get up in the night, take my clothes off, wet the floor and then get into my mates bed with him, all while asleep!
I barely drank on the day I got married, I spent most of the day refusing drinks because I wanted to remember it and also we had a very long wedding. We had hired a club for after the reception, and then had an afterparty when the club shut so got to bed at about 14;30.