We recently asked members of the BuzzFeed Community to share with us their worst hangover experiences. Here are the horrific results.
1. Submitted by whhhhyyyy
Maybe two hours into my alcohol-induced slumber, I'm lying on my back, my eyes suddenly rip open, and I spew vomit into the air and SOMEHOW managed to turn my face to the side before it came back down so as to not get hit with a face full of vomit. I lay completely still for probably two to three minutes, trying to figure out da fuq just happened, and applauding myself for not waking my friend up. Until I heard her say from behind me, "Uhh, you want a towel?" A couple hours later I came out to her mom and her aunt, who were visiting, applauding me and offering me a joint.
2. Submitted by lindseym4dd9dcad5
Sometime after I got home the dog was in bed and I managed to vomit all the food I ate all over my bed/shirt/hair. When I woke up in the morning I realized that the dog had chewed the vomit out of my (then waist-length) hair only on the left side of my head. I had to drive my husband to help find his car from the night before and while doing so ended up pulling out handfuls upon handfuls of half-chewed-up hair. After trying to suppress vomit all day I had to go to the hairdresser and explain why half my hair was missing.
3. Submitted by caseyo5
I was so dehydrated from puking up whiskey the night before that I was out getting a tire put on and fainted from dehydration. I fell right on my face. I hit the ground so hard I broke my jaw and had to have it wired shut. No solid food for seven weeks. Worst experience of my life.
4. Submitted by Choua Yang
Let's just say I woke up in a Five Guys bathroom with a cop telling me that I had to leave because Five Guys was closing, then proceed to hail a cab for me home. Crawled up the stairs to my room and passed out before hitting my bed. The next day I remember my roommate being with me and realizing she didn't come home with me. Didn't bother to check my phone. Got into my bed and slept the day away trying to remember 1) How did I end up in Five Guys, 2) Where did my roommate go, and 3) Why the hell did she leave me?!!!!
5. Submitted by stepha45bc267ed
I was so hungover one afternoon and I had to go to my new boyfriend's family lunch. I'm pretty sure I was still drunk, but I heard eating raw asparagus was a hangover cure, so I drove to a grocery store to buy a bunch, ate the entire thing on the way back to my car and then had to pull over Into a school parking lot to violently retch asparagus, tequila, and god knows what else as parents with their young children hanging out in the park nearby watched In horror. I forgot to bring a gift obviously so then had to stop at a liquor store to buy a bottle of wine, but judging by my appearance and probable stench they didn't want to sell me any alcohol (shocker!) If I had even an ounce of dignity left it was all gone when I had to beg them to sell me a $50 bottle of wine and then go throw up again in yet another public parking lot. I somehow got my shit together for the lunch and made it through hopefully unnoticed since five years and many hangovers and drunken vomiting sessions later we are still together!
6. Submitted by sophiec44c6b5d69
I was on the plane coming back from spring break my senior year of college. I had partied into the morning and had to be up and at the airport by 7…I felt fine (I was still drunk) until about halfway through the trip. I raced to the tiny airplane bathroom and experienced what could easily be classified as the worst diarrhea of my life. We all know how bad alcohol poops are, and my nostrils agreed. The combination of the horrible smell and my already queasy stomach resulted in throwing up rather vigorously, which in turn caused me to get a nosebleed. I started crying and walked back to my seat between two business men in suits while sweating profusely as my body began to experience withdrawals. I turned to my friend a row back for support and she was passed out from Vicodin. Worst. Day. Ever.
7. Submitted by amandar4f0f76c5f
I thought it would be a smart idea to eat a "special brownie" to help ease the pain of the inevitable hangover. About an hour and a half into the flight I started to feel very sick, so I attempted to go to the bathroom but immediately had to go back to my seat as the cabin all of a sudden started getting smaller and smaller and I saw darkness setting in. On return to my chair, I apparently was ghastly pale and semi-passed out/pretended to fall asleep. My mom started freaking out so she called a flight attendant over. Meanwhile, my brother knew exactly what was going on with me and helped keep my secret safe by reassuring them I was fine and just needed to sleep.
8. Submitted by jessicagalazn
According to my best friend, after I left the hotel bar I stumbled back to our room, threw up in the hallway trash can, got carried to my room by a stranger, threw up and ummm defecated all over myself; they had to bathe me and dress me. The hangover I experienced the next day was something I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy. I was in so much pain I couldn't move. I ordered a $16 bagel from room service and it took me a good 24 hours to eat it. I slept for 30 hours straight.
9. Submitted by sophieb482e61e0f
The day after my 21st birthday I woke up on a couch in my backyard wearing my spandex, dress half on half off, shoes still on, purse still slung over my shoulder, and dry puke in my hair. After dragging myself indoors I got a phone call from my boyfriend of two years (who had been with me that night and earlier that morning so he saw what a wreck I was) and he decided that it was the perfect day to break up…Oh and it took me three showers to get all the puke out of my hair.
10. Submitted by reedk10
Woke up on a futon in a random apartment. Got home, had three friend requests from people I never met before. Discovered I was tagged in some pictures with these people from the night before. No recollection of this. Jager…
11. Submitted by stephyb43fb668ef
I was so hungover after a night of drinking in college. That morning I had to go do community service because I was in a sorority. I was puking all morning and it was time to get on the bus to go. I asked the driver if she could wait a second because I could felt myself getting sick again but she said we had to leave now. Well I'd say about five minutes of being on the bus I knew it was coming so me and my friend started emptying these cardboard lunch boxes they gave us and I puked in it. The bad part was there was a hole in the bottom and puke got all over me. The bus driver stopped and I got kicked off the bus and all the sororities and fraternity guys saw and I had to walk back to campus with an RA with puke all over me. That story haunted me until I graduated.
12. Submitted by Thisgoesupto11
My cheap red wine hangover was so bad that my mom had to give medicine…in the butthole. Because I couldn't keep any food (or medicine) down without throwing up, my mom took one for the team and gave me a pain-reliever rectal suppository. Thanks, Mom. Sorry for bringing shame on the family.
13. Submitted by melissae22
One night I went out with my friends and pregamed pretty hard. I ended up losing all of my friends at the bar and finding someone random from a class of mine. I got on the bus with her to go home and just projectile-vomited all over the seat in front of me. I woke up the next morning in only the shirt I had worn out the night before, with puke all over my floor. Turns out I ended up calling my ex and made him stay on the phone with me while I proceed to throw up three more times. I did not get out of bed until 5 p.m. that day.
14. Submitted by meaghanm4d3ea0715
I check my phone to see I have about 15 missed calls and a text from my dad saying he'll be there earlier than expected and would be arriving around 10:30. At this point, my room is in shambles, but I start stuffing random things into garbage bags in an attempt to look like I had my shit together. Sure enough dad rolls up around 20 minutes later. I'm hammered still…then the hangover hits. My dad is not pleased to see that I reek of alcohol and didn't do jack shit to pack, and he's even more pissed when I start taking puking breaks after every trip down to the car. It got so bad that I actually puked on myself on an elevator with my dad and another family who was also moving their kid out.
15. Submitted by Jadeg43013f23f
So we go over for Thankgiving lunch and it's just my boyfriend, me, and his parents. We sit down to eat and all I can think about is how nauseous the smell of the potatoes is making me. We say grace, pass some food around the table, and then…it happens. This urge to throw up comes with such a vengeance that I can't imagine stopping it. Not only do I throw up on the table at that moment, I start to panic and get up covering my mouth only to throw up on my boyfriend's father and all over the floor.