Stories tagged “alcohol”

  • Uncle Jim

    Even though Jim was an alcoholic, his quirky good looks made him stand out in a crowd. He was left-handed, with jet-black hair, light-blue eyes, and broad shoulders. He often wore a faded denim jacket, camouflage hat, and a pair of black combat boots. ...

  • I don't even know what this story is about.

    I argued with my wife, then decided that I wasn’t living life how I ought to. I went to a bar, had too much to drink, and got into a fist fight with some guy who really only cared about keeping my groping hands off of his girlfriend. His intentio...

    • Author: ahobday
    • Posted over 4 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Alcohol Poisoning

    The man got alcohol poisoning. He drove to the liquor store to get more alcohol but on the way there he was so drunk that he drove into Compton. He did not want liquor any more. what he wanted now was to find a hospital to cure his alcohol poisoning. F...

  • Expectations of the Bottle Deflty Swung

    Nearly void of its recent distilled contents, the bottle glinted in the array of lights in the bar. The yellow light over the pool table shone through its square sides at the apex of its arc. The blue from the neon Bud Light sign danced along its squar...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted over 4 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Alcoholic cirrhosis

    “I don’t have a disease, I’m just concluding a very long slump in my life. It’s behind me.” Mr. Doe’s words were not original as he spoke to the attendees that Saturday morning. After copious amounts of cheap wine an...

    • Author: moesef
    • Posted about 4 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • An Unwelcome Wake Up Call

    The door to my office slammed open waking me up. I tried unsuccessfully to shake off the hangover drunk driving through my head. Squinting, I tried to see past the headache that was censoring my vision. My ex-wife followed her bodyguard inside. She was...

  • The Inevitability of Swearing

    I did it right. The timing was perfect. Other me never showed to assail everyone’s ears with coarse vitriol. She came, and I was charming. By the time we parted ways her number rested comfortably in my pocket, and our first date occupied a place ...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted over 4 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Brother Found, Brother Lost

    My brother found me in the strip club. A consequence of small town living, instead of the law, Big Karl called my kin on account of my antics. Before my passive and weary view had come dances, lap and otherwise, drinks a plenty, three near-brawls, and ...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted over 4 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • What It Could Be (Mature)

    Half-drunk and wholely-stoned Darren fumbled with the lock. He paused to scratch indecently, not that any of the neighbors gave a crap at 2 AM. Who gave a crap about anything at this hour, he thought to himself. Shrugging off the suspicion that the itc...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted about 4 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Demons Will Play

    Take last Friday night for example. The dive was swaying to some old Merle Haggard from the juke box. My friend and I were swaying to the beat of a fifth of something his cousin brewed, probably in a bathtub. Less than thirty people in the joint, and w...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted about 4 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Routine

    7:27am My alarm has been going off for 27 minutes; I’m going to be late for work again. They told me three times ago it would be my last time. I wipe the vomit from my face and get dressed. I run some water through my hair and comb out any bits o...

    • Author: Ronnie
    • Posted about 4 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Towards a new, and often revisited, realization

    Why do we feel the need to drink copious amounts of alcohol to feel happy? Maybe not to feel happy, but as a given when one goes out. As if there is a correlation between the fermentation process and the smile on your face. Consider your average conten...

    • Author: moesef
    • Posted about 4 years ago.
  • Malted Prison

    I’m not quite sure how I got here; I think I’ve been asleep for a very long time. Everyone I’ve met feels the same way; it’s like we were put into some sort of suspended animation. How much time had passed? Time – it was a...

    • Author: Empty J
    • Posted almost 4 years ago.
  • Nepotism (2) (Mature)

    The dance floor flailed— heaving like a spider web hung heavy with the rhythm of frantic flies. Opportunistic spiders spin their web’s near the bright lights Matt thought, standing silently stoic, calm and alert. He thought some more. Winsl...

  • Livestock, Resistance, and Rebellion

    Somewhere between inebriation and guilt, teetering betwixt futility and outrage Matt’s head swam upstream. Countenance troubled, he paid his tab, the tip carelessly large. Wandering into the street he couldn’t shake the image of stoic horse...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted over 3 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Crafty Alcoholic

    I don’t really drink. Well, alright then. Just this once. Fools ’em every time.

  • Page

    Every night remains the same, Unrivaled in my act of shame. Organized I sort these pills, Anticipation, I feel chills, Another living day filled with pain, It’s almost done with; ascertain My bottled hate, my captured rage Crumbled into my life&#...

  • The Empty Boat

    The dark house reeked of piss and alcohol. Tristan traced his fingers over every wound in the scarred, staircase wall. Memories of his sisters screams and tears, his fathers curses, hungry hands, biting fists, muffled cries through choke holds, blood a...

  • Me the Drink

    I swirl around the ice at the bottom of the glass, slowly eroding it, taking it into myself. I share the cold of the cubes with the wall that contains me. Chilled, it draws dew from the air onto itself. Occasionally a few droplets coalesce and slide er...

    • Author: Cary
    • Posted about 3 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Shadowing My Fears.

    The bottle and glass were in his hand, he no longer knew what was right and wrong. He acted on emotion and tempered with impulsiveness. He was weak. The glass tipped backwards, spilling the contents in his mouth. Before the warmth bloomed in his stomac...

    • Author: Infinity.
    • Posted almost 3 years ago.
  • Demerso Siccum

    These walls, they are covered, from base to ceiling with pictures, of eyes. I’m trapped by their stares. I try to pull them off, but I am too weak, and they remain hanging, controlling me. I feel their piercing eyes, following my movements. I need to...

  • Below The Influence.

    Loner. That’s where I started. The chink in the chain. The girl, No one wanted. Parties. That’s where I went, Just to become popular. Such new people Who didn’t think I was a freak. Alcohol. They told me to drink. They handed me a sho...

    • Author: Infinity.
    • Posted almost 3 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Do What You Do Best

    Massive shoulders hunching, Randon leaned over his as of yet untouched tenth shot. The preacher leaned back to see around his erstwhile companion’s bulk, eyeing with morbid curiosity the stranger’s approach toward Sid. “Don’t wa...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted over 2 years ago.
  • Means of Production

    “That… was not what I was expecting.” Jake stood in the doorway, flung open by Karen moments before. The basement stretched out before them, illuminated in sickly yellow light. Shelves were weighed down with endless cages, built for h...

  • Make Your Choice.

    I was freezing in that fridge. I was untouched. I am thankful you got me. What? You are crying. What is wrong? Here, take a drink of me. I promise I will ease this pain of yours. That’s it. No! Don’t break me! Oh goodness, I thought you wer...

    • Author: Infinity.
    • Posted over 2 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5