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Everybody needs to have at least one soul crushing hangover in their life. It's character building.
 
Going to a rock concert and sitting in a seat would be the most pointless shit.

Had seats in the seated section for AC/DC at Adelaide Oval for the Black Ice tour (2010). Stood up at the start of the show to watch the opening and entrance, along with my 3 mates next to me. All of a sudden these Doctor Feels middle aged fogies from behind us get up and put their hands on our shoulers attempting to force us back in our seats yelling at us to sit. I turned around, fist raised prepared to punch someone, til I seen they weren't far from collecting a pension. I think it still had the desired effect as they kept to themselves for the rest of the night. I didn't go out of my way to spite them, I still sat down at some points, but **** sake... we weren't at the opera.

I was talking to an old boss at work about this once, and he had a similar story about a Neil Diamond concert. He was about 35 at the most. For starters I'm not sure what he was doing at a Neil Diamond concert, and perhaps it is a little different in atmosphere.
 
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Everybody needs to have at least one soul crushing hangover in their life. It's character building.

I've had more two dayers then should be healthy. It is absolute agony but you know you just have to get through it because it won't kill you and you will get better*



*Apart from that time I went to hospital with alcohol poisoning. Gee whiz, the school was not happy about me boozing it up 2 days before the HSC.
 

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Everybody needs to have at least one soul crushing hangover in their life. It's character building.

Don't worry. I've done that. I just made a call when I was about 20 that I wasn't going to bother. Oh and I managed to break a toe kicking a fire hydrant while intoxicated, because it made sense at the time.
 
Once there was a fight outside the local shops between two 20 somethings

Being just after school finished a pack gathered quickly

Everyone in the pack moved as the fight got closer
Bar me
Copping one of the guys then hitting me in the face

Lol
 
I thoroughly enjoyed seeing some chick become completely lifeless and get thrown around the pit at limp bizkit from my spot in the stalls. She had become liquid, sublimating from person to person as she was ragdolled across the pit by overzealous meatheads.

Pure ******* poetry.

In fairness though, this isn't standard metalhead behaviour (Limp Bizkit lol). At DevilDriver, a small chick fell down in the circle pit, and all these blokes rallied around her to protect her from the crowds. For a brief and dark moment when I seen these men rushing to her on the ground, I thought a gang rape might take place. Thankfully nothing of the sort. It's a community that looks after it's own, provided you don't differ to them on Metallica vs Megadeth.
 
Everybody needs to have at least one soul crushing hangover in their life. It's character building.

Wake up>vomit in the bed and just let it lie there >lie in bed for an hour expecting Mr reaper to come visit and wondering when this all happened>gather energy to stand in shower for 20 minutes drinking water non stop>twl minute noodles with powerade>realisation that next time you can go harder
 

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We played the front bar there a couple of weeks ago. Always been a cool place.

I'm interested to hear someone play the front bar. Would be a unique sound.

Inb4 "thanks dad."
 
Wake up>vomit in the bed and just let it lie there >lie in bed for an hour expecting Mr reaper to come visit and wondering when this all happened>gather energy to stand in shower for 20 minutes drinking water non stop>twl minute noodles with powerade>realisation that next time you can go harder

That's not a hangover.

Lie in bed>bed is a spaceship in hyperspace>pass out>wake up>wish you were dead>probably an overreaction>try to move>die>vomit>lie on toilet room floor until hypothermia sets in>crawl to bed>attempt to eat and drink>vomit>attempt to game to pass time>motion sickness, vomit>have a wank to feel better>feel worse>try some TV or a movie>vomit>see attractive person>another inexplicable hangover boner>here we go again>can't finish>vomit>16 hours later finally have something resembling an appetite>eat something>don't vomit>feel like this

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uh oh, delayed vomit coming on
 
I've copped a few punches to the face, unfortunately outside of the sport fighting I mentioned I took part in. None of them ever doing more damage than that time I was on the piss and opened the fridge door a bit eagerly for my next drink, opening it right in to my face and looking like this about a minute later.

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I had a shiner for weeks. It is seriously unlucky to have a jaw broken in a one punch attack. Of the 3 I've been the recipient of, none have damaged me more than I've damaged myself. Another good one was when I was in a sports fight, and attempted to do a tornado kick. I ****ed it up, fell flat on my face, and nearly drowned in a puddle of my own blood.

Good times.
 
Man the worst I’ve had is someone throw a plastic bottle at me out a train after I got off it when I was in high school.

I quite nearly cried.
Ah trains. Worst random campaigner experience I've had was taking the train back from a match against Melbourne at the MCG. To compound the loss, as going along, suddenly have a lap and top full of glass as some random had lobbed a brick at the passing train. Count myself lucky that although I ended up with glass from chest down to toes, somehow none on any exposed skin or the face / neck. You don't have to go far to see people you wonder how the hell they haven't either a) been thrown in jail for an extended period of time already or b) managed to not wipe themselves out with assorted drugs or c) stumble into the path of a moving vehicle whilst under influence of said drugs.
 
Someone pulled over in a shitty ford laser and hit me on the bicep with a baseball bat completely without provocation. Just outside the dine in pizza hut near marion around 8pm I reckon 8 years ago - leaving my left arm unusable, leaving me unable to drive my manual car home. Miss feel heard the lot of it as I was on the phone to her at the time, naturally she was pretty distressed.

They came out of the car yelling and screaming "campaigner" (lol) and whacked me on the arm full on. I calmly questioned them to which they replied they had mistook me for someone.

They then told me to "keep on being a sick campaigner, ey?" and piled back into their car and bailed. It was all very sudden, very bizarre and I'm extremely lucky it didn't break a bone as it swelled horrendously.

Guess I just look like a guy who needs a good thrashing with a baseball bat.

Nice of you to take their advice and continue being a sick campaigner.
 

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Ah trains. Worst random campaigner experience I've had was taking the train back from a match against Melbourne at the MCG. To compound the loss, as going along, suddenly have a lap and top full of glass as some random had lobbed a brick at the passing train. Count myself lucky that although I ended up with glass from chest down to toes, somehow none on any exposed skin or the face / neck. You don't have to go far to see people you wonder how the hell they haven't either a) been thrown in jail for an extended period of time already or b) managed to not wipe themselves out with assorted drugs or c) stumble into the path of a moving vehicle whilst under influence of said drugs.

It is amazing how many scumbags walk the streets, and funnier when sometimes they do die as a result of their behaviour, and everybody trots out the "only good die young" bs. Howabout no?
 
I had a mate claim to have drunk nearly 2 bottles of whiskey in one night.

Said he woke up not knowing what he was.
 
I had a mate claim to have drunk nearly 2 bottles of whiskey in one night.

Said he woke up not knowing what he was.

Whiskey hangovers can be deceiving.

You first wake up feeling ok, good even, and you think "yeah but it'll hit me later" but you're still ok even leading up to midday. You foolishly think that this time it will be different.

Then it hits. Your brain ceases to function and your motor skills are anything but 'fine'. Your head starts throbbing like a solid steel ball is bouncing around inside your skull in slow motion. Any sound, no matter how slight, causes a fury unlike anything you've ever known.

The only way to dim the pain is to drink a few more dram with a handful of ibuprofen while pouring gallons of cold water down your gullet in a vain attempt to rehydrate.

The next level up is rum hangovers.
 
Whiskey hangovers can be deceiving.

You first wake up feeling ok, good even, and you think "yeah but it'll hit me later" but you're still ok even leading up to midday. You foolishly think that this time it will be different.

Then it hits. Your brain ceases to function and your motor skills are anything but 'fine'. Your head starts throbbing like a solid steel ball is bouncing around inside your skull in slow motion. Any sound, no matter how slight, causes a fury unlike anything you've ever known.

The only way to dim the pain is to drink a few more dram with a handful of ibuprofen while pouring gallons of cold water down your gullet in a vain attempt to rehydrate.

The next level up is rum hangovers.

In the last 3 years have been a Rum only drinker when it comes to spirits and apart from a few seedy days, which really aren't that bad, Rum has been far more agreeable than any other spirit I've gotten pissed on.
 
Tequila hangovers suck big time. Drank a full bottle of Sierra on my 40th birthday at the local pub and passed out for two days. The Mrs. couldn't get me out of the car so she threw a blanket over me and left the door open. That was on a Friday night and I woke up about midday on Sunday and you can imagine the pile of vomit outside the car door.

I swore blind I wouldn't do that again and I didn't until New Years Eve 2014, out camping with a bunch of piss head mates drinking hard mans Tequila shots.
 
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