Let's see....
First time drunk (13 or 14 years old) stole my moms car (I'd never driven before and I obviously had no D.L.). Picked up two friends, drank some nasty flaor of mad dog (is there such a thing as a good flavor?). Was able to get the car and myself home unoticed but the next morning my mom couldn't figure out why the radio ant was broken and there were muddy shoe prints on the INSIDE of the back window. When she asked me about it I just said "I dunno" and she assumed someone broke into the car and did it
I feel really bad about that one. That was the start of my stupid decade. I need to tell my Mom the truth about that one tonight now that I think about it.
There was my ex wife, gf at the time, who took care of my drunk ass one night after almost two fifths of Jack. I had to pee and actually made it to the bathroom, unlike you noobs here

, but I was to drunk to figure out how to get my zipper open or even stand for that matter. She knew this and helped me stand up, unzip, and even pulled it out, held it and aimed it for me. I'd only known her for two months by then, but as I'm pissing I looked over my shoulder to her behind me and said "If this isn't true love I don't know what is....don't forget to shake it when I'm done baby.". From there I passed out and since she couldn't move me she brought me a pillow and blanket. I slept on the cold bathroom floor (which felt great actually) and she slept in the tub to keep an eye on me and make sure none of the other numerous people at the party messed with me. Keep in mind she maybe had three beers that night so she did all this for me sober.
Then there was my brand new S-10 pickup truck I got when I was 19. First NEW car I ever had, even got it on my own. After a liter of everclear and god knows how much half and half everclear/koolaid used to chase it I proceeded to drive to my ex's house in the pouring rain because she was mad at me and I wanted to go over and make things better

. I had NO business driving and regret it to this day. What I hate more is that my best friend didn't even TRY to stop me.
I wrapped that truck around a tree. I was so stupid drunk I thought just the hood had popped open and I could close it and buff it out in the morning. The front end was an accordian, and I sure as hell wasn't backing out considering there was an 8 foot embankment right behind me at almost a 45 degree angle. Apparently I didn't see that on the way down. Soooo...I proceeded to cut through a real rich neighborhood in the pouring rain after I walked the main road trying to hitchhike (my genius self only hitching for cars going in the opposite direction for some reason). Of course no one stopped to pick up some dude staggering in the middle of the road soaking wet with blood on his hands.
I finally made it to my ex's parents house. She tried to sneak me in but her Dad woke up. I thought for sure I was in for it but he seemed very concerned more than mad and did what he could to sober me up.
The state trooper and I sat in his patrol car the next morning (well, late afternoon) and he asked how it happened. I told him I saw a racoon and slid in the rain to avoid it. He said "Uh huuhhhh. I bet you saw a racoon. I still smell the grain alcohol on you." This was even after a few hours sobering up, a shower, and lots of food and coffee. Tell me the truth and I'll write this up as only reckless driving/too fast for conditions.". I told him the truth, he let me off with a stern talk (all he could do really) when I clearly deserved MUCH MUCH worse.
In the end losing my truck was punishment enough, but I'm more thankful that no one was with me and I didn't hit anyone. After that I never drove drunk again.
Drunk dialing used to be a problem for me, but I haven't done that in years. I did talk to a good female friend of mine a month or so ago and said something stupid. We used to date long ago and she comes to me for guy advice once in awhile. This new guy she'd been seeing was giving her the cold shoulder. I just laid it out and said "He's about to leave you unless the sex is mind blowing, then it may be awhile before he checks out.". I also said "You know how to tell if a guy really loves you? If he's feeling horny and he wants to call you to see you....lets say he 'relieves himself' before calling you....if after he takes care of business himself he still wants to call you then it's love.".
Boy, she stayed mad for about a week. The bad thing was he broke up with her a week later.....
I could go on but I believe this is enough of a glimpse into how stupid I can be sometimes.
Nothing good comes from alcohol, nothing.