In middle school This Troper had a severe enough cough to warrant codeine cough syrup. Basically it made him really out of it and prone to saying weird shit like, "But how will the elephant fit in my underwear?"

This troper had that happen in *elementary school* . I don't remember anything of it but a wicked hangover...

Are you sure you weren't just channeling the spirit of Groucho Marx?

Or Pinky?

This troper's brother reacted in a similar fashion: Phe (that`s me), can you see the green penguins?

ThisTroper learned the hard way that this can sometimes happen to people with allergies. In high school, the lunch special was fried rice. She and several of her friends ordered it and were eating it when about 1/4 of the way through the lunch period one of them (who'd been doing homework at the same time) looks alarmingly down at his plate and says: #QUOTE#'''J__:''' Wait a minute...does that have seafood in it? #QUOTE#'''D__:''' Yes. #QUOTE#'''J__:''' Uh oh...I'm allergic to seafood. #QUOTE#'''Me:''' Um, how allergic? Oh-dear-I-have-a-rash allergic or OH-GOD-OH-GOD-I'm-gonna-die allergic? Do I need to call the nurse/hospital? #QUOTE#'''J__:''' Oh, nothing really serious, it just messes with my brain chemistry a bit. I'm gonna be loopy for a while... #QUOTE# And he really was completely loopy and out there for the rest of the day. The best part? He didn't remember the second half of that day nor the first half of the next. Yeah, beware of some allergies.

I am so glad someone mentioned allergies! I thought I was total freak because I have weird emotional/psychological side effects to allergic reactions. My most common reactions are despair, rage, paranoia, aggression, hyperactivity, drowsiness or any combination. I won’t drink because (among other things) I think I’d make a really mean drunk.

This troper loves her friends dearly but will not drink anything they hand to her without seeing it come out of the bottle (preferably an unopened bottle). They claim they didn't know tequila would do that to her boyfriend, but she's suspicious.

This troper had his wisdom tooth [sic] removed. He received vicodin and ibuprofen in similar bottles. He had used vicodin earlier, but it put him to sleep. His wisdom tooth started acting up, so he went to grab some ibuprofen, but accidentally grabbed the vicodin. Everyone else thought that it was hilarious, but he didn't like it as much, because he couldn't concentrate.

This troper, during his military service, once made the rounds of guard posts with a lieutenant who seemed to be getting high on M&Ms. At one point while the officer was out of earshot, the troper asked someone else how old this lieutenant was. Told she was twenty-six, the troper had to say, "Kind of young for her age, isn't she?"

This troper's Cisco class had a kid who had dropped acid, and it stayed in his system, so whenever he gets too uptight, someone would crack his back. He immediately goes limp and starts tracing the invisible fly patterns with his hands with a stupid grin on his face. You could do literally anything to him while he's in LA LA land.

This troper was at someone's birthday party at a restaurant once. The Pina Colada's weren't ''supposed'' to be alcoholic, but we couldn't taste the difference. It wasn't until we started crawling around under the tables that we realized that we were a little out of it.

There was also the time that his friend brought back some tea bags from Peru... ''Coca'' tea. Take a wild guess what it's made from...

Huh? You won't get higher with coca tea than with coffee, it takes a few kg of coca leaves to make a gram of cocaine.

This troper is a lightweight to a ludicrous degree. At her bat mitzvah it was supposed to be juice in her Kiddush cup as a result. It wasn't. She doesn't remember the reception too well, but it was odd how many of the people in her school who didn't previously like her began to, and many of the people who had liked her no longer did.

This troper had an asthma attack several years ago, which her normal medication did nothing to alleviate. At the hospital, she was given a stronger variant of the same medication. The combination caused her to go completely loopy for over an hour. During that time (most of which she can't remember), she's told she was completely fascinated with the bent corner of a tissue sticking out of the box.

This troper had a teetotaler friend who spent time in Germany. While there, she caught the flu and was given some herbal tea by the local pharmacy. It worked so well that any time she felt under the weather, she drank some. After returning to the states and running out, she took the empty box to her pharmacist, who spoke German. Hoping he could translate the ingredients and find a comparable tea, she was stunned when he explained that they couldn't get the tea in the US, since it contained a signifigant amount of opium.

This troper doubts that, as opium is also illegal in Germany. Only exception is for treating chronic diarrhea but even then, the buyer has to have a "Betäubungsmittelrezeptformular" (narcotic substance prescription form) which you will not get just because of the flu.

Um, any chance your teetotaler friend can grab more of that..herbal..tea??

This troper's friend has a severe egg allergy, to the point where they have to stay in another part of the house if they're being cooked in the kitchen because the smell itself is enough to set them off. After accidentally walking into egg-tainted air, the friend spent the next few hours with tactile hallucinations.

This troper once got high on pot and delivered what he thought was an entirely coherent sentence. What his friends heard instead was "Blorf!"

Oh yes, that's ''such'' a coherent sentence.

Er, that's kinda the point...

This troper's husband is allergic to bee stings. He doesn't have what you'd expect to be a normal anaphylactic reaction however- he hallucinates. At least it's an entertaining trip to the hospital.

This troper once had just a ''little'' too much coffee, and made the mistake of logging onto Facebook and making several ... odd comments on a friend's photos while in this state. Now she's known to her friends as a caffeine crackhead.

This troper had a cold, and so took some store-brand medication for it. No effect, so she took another pill. A few hours later, she was convinced that the sky was bright orange, all her friends were gang members, and the police were after her. Fun times.

This troper was not aware that there was a limit on the number of Sudafed you were supposed to take. Hilarity Ensued. The best part was she could still ''coherently type'', even though what she was saying was buggered nonsense. The friends she was IMing had a good time.

This Troper, her sister and brother once greeted our British cousins while chronically sleep-deprived.

This Troper has just discovered that she is prone to these when sleep-deprived. ~30 hours without sleep, but with caffeine, finals, and a really really cool idea for an area to go into in physics, she ran up to a friend and gave her a completely contextless summary of the events of the morning. Excitedly. While bouncing up and down. Said friend was just like, "what?"

This troper was in dire need of coffee. After having barely 4 hours of sleep in four days, she was tired as all hell. So she goes to the hotel Starbucks and gets a doubleshot straight espresso. The reaction? Not pretty. Even extreme sleep deprivation can't cancel that out, leading to this moment in front of many friends: #QUOTE#Me: I don't feel it working. Why isn't it working. It should be... oh. Woah. WOAH. Thingsarefastlikewoah. Hehe.

Two for me. One was when I drank some berry juice that I think was fermented or something, because it tasted and smelled vaguely like alcohol. For the rest of the day I was really pissed off for no obvious reason. Also, at cinemas I normally will get a medium lemonade and some chocolate as food. I can remember two distinct results. One was what you would expect: extremely hyper and couldn't sit still, but that doesn't normally happen. The other time I was basically high, more specifically I was ''super'' relaxed. Weird, innit?

This troper knew someone who was allergic to the food coloring Red #40. He'd turn extremely hyper and he'd run around the room making all kinds of weird comments and doing weird random things like stacking chairs. So naturally, we fed him red M&M's at every opportunity.

This troper once mistook a 180-proof Jello shot for actual Jello. Subverted in that I immediately spit it out from the bitter taste. "I'm sorry, (host), but your Jello is the nastiest stuff EVER!"

This troper is hypersensitive to Benadrill.(Ironic, huh, that I'm allergic to an allergy medicine?)Anyway, I've only taken it once when I was little, but for hours after taking it, I was hallucinating. Or, at least, they think I was hallucinating. The Benadril had apparently messed up my speech too, cause no one could tell what I was saying either. My little brother and my mother also have the same reaction. We learned from the past, and don't plan on testing it on our little sister.

Yours truly once had a particularly bad cold. Unfortunately, there was no daytime cold medicine in the house, so he had to take the nighttime stuff instead, right before dinner. It was an... interesting experience.

This troper had a very interesting experience with a strong painkiller when she had to go to the hospital at one point. Apparently whatever they gave me via IV was strong enough to make the room bright, make my head spin, and make me extremely chatty for the next hour and a half. The memory of that time is very fuzzy... I remember drinking some Pepsi Max and that's it...

This is really more of a MushroomSamba, but this anonymous troper once had a horrible experience with too much laughing gas at the Dentist's when she went to get her tooth drilled. She remembers a pounding headache, extremely clouded vision, and hallucinations of dancing fish and starfish. Needless to say, this troper is never even going to ''think'' about doing any sort of drug ever.

I suffer from a paracetomol sensitivity that screws with my brain chemistry. Several weeks ago, before a rather good game of D&D I forgot I'd be going out and took two Panadol for a headache. The game was puncuated by me laughing my head off at minorly amusing things, bursting out laughing in moments of utter silence, referring to our DM as Daddy-o and mistaking my dice for a friends and getting belligerent when corrected, despite the fact that mine are purple and hers are green. I still can't remember the entire evening.

Interesting fact - some pubs will assume that, if you order vodka and orange juice, you mean ''double'' vodka. The troper didn't realise till it was all gone, and started to feel sort of... dizzy.

This troper suffers (well, arguably) from inordinately high tolerance to substances, to the point where when he needs a boost anything less than six shots of espresso doesn't cut it. Cue finals week, term papers, and three large mochas with six shots of espresso and generous splashes of Baileys. Needless to say, just because it takes a lot to hit you doesn't mean that ratio continues on up. Apparently at one point I was singing in tongues.

This troper has never experienced this trope, but I do invoke it from time to time when nothing short of having been slipped LSD in my drink will suffice to explain the weirdness that surrounds me.

This troper once heard someone say that people with Asperger's Syndrome can sometimes experience drug-like side-effects after ingesting dairy products and carbohydrates. Don't know if it's entirely true or not, but this troper does remember going haywire a few times, after eating macaroni and cheese (with extra cheese). She remembers being curled up on the floor in a fetal position, nauseous and hallucinating, with no idea of what was going on. Weird...

This troper vaguely remembers a friend's birthday party where, after we had finished with the pizzas, we moved on to the box of "Mum's Special Brownies" that said friend had procured from her parents' bedroom cupboard. Fast-forward to her parents coming home with a video and popcorn, to find the young'uns playing with teddy bears and giggling- - which would have been vaguely normal behaviour, had we been ten years younger.

Same troper: After a day in chemistry lab following an un-planned-for all-nighter, I was walking into cupboards, forgetting words (referring to the orange crystals I'd made as "bright yed") and generally babbling at thin air. At least my supervisor was reasonable enough to let me go home early before I caused some sort of disaster.

The last time this troper was anaesthetized by the dentist, he does not remember anything about the actual operation. He does remember, however, that afterward, he was trying to recite pi to 70 decimal places, apparently because he didn't remember anything that had happened and thought it was a good idea to test that he didn't have amnesia. Then he realized that his mouth was still numb and stuffed with cotton, so all that was coming up were muffled moans. Shortly after that, for whatever reason, he found himself trying to grab a big green plush turtle (obviously meant for younger patients) and nearly falling out of his chair trying to do so. Suffice it to say, this troper is NEVER going to even consider doing any kind of drugs. Alcohol is probably out of the question, too.

This same troper also once took a dose of [=NyQuil=] for a cold. He remembers that immediately afterward, he tried to play video games but his reaction time had tripled (either that or his hands had half a second of latency), and after a few minutes he found himself staring at the screen in some sort of a psychedelic trance. That's all he can remember of the rest of that day. Never took [=NyQuil=] ever again.

This trooper once took a couple of paracetamol. Followed half an hour later with a can of Coke that was downed in 5 seconds. He then proceeded to lie in bed for an hour completely unable to form a coherent sentence. My ever-loving family was convinced I had had a stroke.

This troper was given Demerol during his wisdom teeth removal. All I remember is hitting on the nurse, singing "Under Pressure", and asking the aforementioned nurse if I said anything incriminating while under the influence.

This troper, as it turns out, is a bit of a lightweight when it comes to sleeping pills. When she takes one without taking her ADHD medication first, er... ''interesting'' things happen. Including words swimming around on pages while she's trying to read. Apparently, she called one of her close friends and made numerous observations on this phenomenon. At great length. She has yet to live it down -- but she now makes a point to separate herself from her cell phone when Ambien is in use.

This troper's aunt had this experience at a party where the primary drink was a martini. My olive loving aunt, being underage, was very carefully not drinking, but she was going around asking everyone for their olives. Apparently no one at the party saw fit to inform her that the olives were placed in the drink to suck up alcohol, and watched as she merrily got blitzed. Then there was the police officer that pulled her over on the way home....

ThisTroper's uncle accidentally shut a sliding door on her hand and accidentally ''locked it''. Once the door had gotten re-opened after about thirty seconds, my finger was dented and thoroughly bruised; in order to help with the vomit-inducing level of pain, my aunt gave me a third of a pill without telling me what it was. Turns out it was Opana. About half an hour later, it didn't matter that my finger was purple and throbbing, because my arm had grown an extra two feet long and my hand was very far away from me... I distinctly remember my mother scolding me and telling me to stop enjoying it.

I was in San Fran with my family and we decided to try out this really nice Italian restaurant for a late lunch. I ate authentic gelato. It was chocolate, it tasted like heaven, and I was stuck with uncontrollable giggles for a good half an hour after eating it. Unlike some examples, I was perfectly sober otherwise and even lampshaded it to my mother as we headed back to the hotel.

This troper's friend was once recovering from an asthma attack and on a good deal of medication in addition to being extremely sleep-deprived and under a large amount of schoolwork-related stress. He spent the study period before our English final pretending to be a blowfish, although he did still manage to get an A on the final.

This Troper recalls, as a child, being somewhat belligerent towards the concept of 'adult brownies', and deciding that *surely* a few crumbs couldn't hurt. Cue seeing the air 'separate into lines of dimensions'- an experience, that, curiously, I can only recall being *annoyed* at. That, and like a few examples above I have asthma, and have on occasion had to take more then the regular dose of meds for it -- usually accompanied by the pain and panic of an asthma attack, of course. All together, it's sort of soured my perspective on being high... as well as, for some reason, lucid dreaming.

This troper has this effect occasionally with certain foods or medicines. For example, I discovered that a Double Cheeseburger from [=McDonald's=] (With a little extra salt and pepper added to it) with a glass of ruby red grapefruit juice will cause me to see all the girls from my class, regardless of what their actual bra size might be, as having GagBoobs.

This troper was on Zoloft for ''a week.'' At some point during that time, I mistook a cold-calling Army recruiter for my clinician calling me back. For about five minutes. I have ''never'' had another recruitment call. (Yes, I know you're not supposed to feel anything much for up to a month. I do.)

In an example of the third type, try chugging an entire jar of extra-hot salsa in one hit. What a head rush!

Most of the people in our family react this way when on ANY pain medication. Only instead of "happy-wheeee!" craziness it's more of "DEAR GOD THE COUCH IS TRYING TO EAT ME" craziness.

This troper has a few examples:

I was at a rock festival (Rock on the Range, to be specific) where just about everyone was smoking pot. There was enough smoke in the air to get high without actually smoking any of it. I was loopy for an hour, asleep for 20 minutes, and mellow the rest of the day.

Benadryl can make me drowsy to the point of not being able to stand up straight, extremely talkative, and just generally out of it. Puts me to sleep better than melatonin, and relieves my allergies to boot.

I once had a fever (from a bad case of gastroenteritis) that gave me mild hallucinations, weird dreams, and an inability to move from my couch... I was able to get up for the symptoms of the disease though (best not to go into detail).

This troper once was ill and took a NyQuil. With Coca-Cola. Cue weird half-asleep half-awake pseudo dreams of dancing images from the comic book I was reading a few moments ago...

This troper's mother can't hold her alcohol well. A favorite story told by the members in my dad's family is the memorable tale about how she once went to visit one of his (my dad's) aunts in Minnesota for a family event. My mom had specifically requested that the drinks served be non-alcoholic for the aforementioned reason but, as this particular request was ignored by the aunt hosting the event, she ended up drinking what she thought was some form of non-alcoholic strawberry daiquiri. The results were ''interesting'', to say the least. Highlights included her climbing up on ''and driving around a tractor while blitzed out of her mind'' as spectators looked onwards and laughed their asses off. The amazing thing, of course, being the fact that ''nobody was hurt''. It's still regarded as the biggest laugh in family history, and it's something my mom is unlikely to live down for years.

This troper's boyfriend had to work the graveyard shift at his job one year. Bored one night, he went outside for a bit of fresh air and began to shoot the breeze with a man who was hanging out near the smoking area. The man sympathized with my boyfriend's work schedule and offered to buy him some beer. He left and came back 10 minutes later, beer in hand as promised. They shared a couple cans before parting ways. No one's quite sure what happened after that, but my boyfriend was later found in a utility closet 4 floors above his work station, half asleep and jabbering on about Mick Jagger. He was taken to the hospital and the doctors found a mixture of LSD and ''rohypnol'' in his system. The random guy roofied my boyfriend! Horrible as it sounds, he was thankfully discovered by a friend who found it all quite hilarious as he called 9-11.

This troper drank Pepsi once, and the insane chipmunk laughing and running around in circles on a bowling green was enough to avoid it since.

This troper's classmate can run on caffeine during the exam season, and he has a large tolerance for coffee. He can be found on FB, and he'd gladly help with any questions. But this troper digresses. Give said friend cotton candy, or any form of sugar, and he goes high enough to laugh at almost anything non-stop. He once compared it to 45 minutes of continuous sit-ups after this troper's Deadpan Snarking. How would he know how 45 minutes of continuous sit-ups feel like anyway?

This Troper has several:

When I was 12, I had to remove a tooth, which turned out to be a very traumatic experience for me. So two years later when I had to remove another one, I demanded that they give me tranquilisers. Which they did, and in my opinion, hilarity ensued. My mother was less amused. Bonus points to me for managing to scare a friend of mine's mother, whom we met in the parking lot outside the dentist's.

Me and my friends once had a Christmas get together, hanging out and exchanging gifts and such. One of my friends was given a scented candle with a rather strong scent of apples. Even without lighting it, it smelled really nice, which is why I spent half an hour with it attached to my nose. It had some... interesting results.

The first time I ever ate pure dextrose, I was sleep deprived and quite excited to begin with. Not a good combination.

And the most recent one: I have a really bad cold at the moment, which involves a lot of coughing. Since this is the fourth week I am ill and there is absolutely nothing that suggests it might be over anytime soon, I finally got fed up with it and went to see my doctor yesterday. He gave me asthmatic medicine (even though I don't have asthma) and cough medicine. As it turns out, mixing asthmatic medicine I have never in my life used before with a pretty strong cough medicine (with a ton of possible side effects) and topping it off with about a litre of Pepsi might not have been that good of an idea. I'm fine now though.

A totally drugless example for this troper, who took the full version of the SAT when I was in seventh grade. According to my mother, when I came out of the building I was staggering and literally babbling total nonsense. I recovered after a three-hour nap and some cookies.

Yeah, apparently I had lost most of my caffeine tolerance when I mixed up the extra-strength bottle of "The Goddess Brew" (like "Death Swill", which was a mug of hot milk, about a quarter cup each cocoa mix, instant coffee, and sugar, except The Goddess Brew has licorice jellybeans too), and had most of it along with a caffeine pill and a few chocolate covered espresso beans. That was the night that we went driving around town and bubbled a few fountains, and I was basically on fast forward, complete with voice going up an octave. I'd stopped drinking around 9 or 10 in the evening. At 7 the following morning, I was still awake, listening to my heart beat far too fast and nearly crying because it felt like the chirping birds outside were dancing on my eardrums.

One late night, T.T. and a friend of hers decided to drink some Cherry Vanilla Dr. Pepper whilst we played ''{{Metroid}} Fusion.'' For some reason, the combo of that soda, the game, and the hour caused us both to be simultaneously struck with a giggle fit that lasted a good fifteen minutes, and lingered until we both went to sleep.

The same woman as the above once took a supplement designed to improve concentration. She also had allergies, so she took some stuffiness medicine. Too bad she missed the memo on the back of the bottle ''not'' to mix the supplement with that kind of medicine. She was struck with a powerful moodswing that resulted in her being violently rude to everyone she knew, breaking down crying in the middle of class, and writing really bad poetry. Just to be on the safe side, she never took the supplement again.

At this troper's 12th birthday party, she and her friends all got drunk/high/ice cream on soda, a DQ Oreo Blizzard cake (basically, Oreo cake + ice cream cake) and the peanut-free brownies her friend had brought. Cue everyone being insane, chasing each other around the kitchen with a stick, and the friend who'd brought the brownies dancing to some song on the air mattress in the adjoining room, including jumping off of it. Though, this troper has also gotten a sugar rush from sugarfree gum, so...

This troper once suffered a loss of motor skills, inability to form a coherent sentence and severe light-headedness for several minutes after inhaling too much helium. our work was throwing a party and had several hundred balloons, and an industrial sized helium tank, cue me sitting in the corner giggling.

Apparently, drunkenness for me is laughing a lot at everything and launching into really random topics of discussion. Also, when I was a kid, they had to give me a sedative for eye surgery. It had precisely the ''opposite'' effect. Literal bouncing off the walls ensued.

My grandma acts tipsy on enough jalapeno peppers. Yeah, I don't get it either.

This troper, who has suffered from ear problems since early childhood, had a really bad ear infection a few years back. Once it was determined that none of the household painkillers were working (largely by giving her the legal does of each kind [and when you have a nurse in the household, you have a ''lot'' of painkillers) she started acting delirious, apologizing to the air (though whether this was a product of the combination of painkillers in her system or the amount of pain she was in she still isn't sure), and was subsequently taken to the hospital and given special medication. Apparently, after a while, she was no longer allowed to be on it in school. She can't really remember anything from that time, except that the meds gave her "the warm fuzzies" and that she didn't learn anything that week. Her friends and family probably have more amusing stories than her.

This troper is REALLY hard to make hyper in normal circumstances. Place a whole kendal mint cake in front of me, however, and you'll practically see fireworks in the rediculous energy boost I get. Luckily, I don't get kendal mint cake very often, but, damn, the last time I did, I was literally jumping about everywhere all day. The only other time I got a similar buzz, I drank more than enough Coke to make my music teacher and friends be amazed I wasn't on the toilet all the time.

This troper's older sister once woke up from (what is assumed to be) a dream spouting nonsense. She came into the hallway by the kitchen where this troper and her mother were and said something along the lines of, "I thought [this troper] was sick and wasn't having dinner because of the octopus..."

A close associate of this troper once used the wrong mushrooms and the wrong butter in an omelette...The results were him believing he was the fist of the North star and kicking a badger in the face.

This troper was tricked into downing a few glasses of Long Island Iced Tea at a function held by his previous workplace. He only vaguely remembers holding up his fist at a TV screen and channeling the spirit of Cornholio. He's otherwise pretty tolerant to alcohol.

When getting my wisdom teeth out and knocked out by the anesthetic, I distinctly was under the impression that The Underpants Gnomes were mining in my jaw for, you guessed it, underpants. Yes. Seriously. So much so that the dentist that was ''actually'' mining in my jaw for teeth told me to stop trying to talk. In my own defense, I was only trying to tell them where the richest deposits of briefs were!

I also got to experience my friend while he was on triple Cs. His exclamations of, "So, how does it feel to know that your faces are melting?" Or him singing the Mario theme song because we apparently had turned 8-bit? Priceless.

I once tried to see how long I could go without sleep. It took 3 days & 2 nights before I started walking into closed wooden doors & coaxing the rabbits out from under my bed.

This troper, once he starts making a webcomic, will have one of the characters stand upside down on a cherry blossom tree, only to have him hyperactive, metalicized with pink stripes, have swirly eyes, the "Critical" song from PokemonBlackAndWhite play, and him rapping to it (even about how he's all crazy-like).

Adverted with this Troper. Despite many times she has drunken wine she thought was softdrink, or rum mixed with coke or choclates with alcohole in them, the main reaction she has is spitting it out because its tausts terrible. Even if she does swallow it it leads to no drunkeness.

This troper went to the movies with her friends, had a bunch of sugar, and then went to Fuddrucker's. Cue food fight. I was actually pretty coherent until a french fry landed in my friend's drink. I laughed for fifteen minutes straight and then got a massive headache.

This troper also loves to dump pixie sticks on top of popsicles. It makes her so happy! One time I did that at school and then had a bunch of cookies. The only thing I remembered later was a massive headache. According to my friends, I started giggling and then stood on a bench and told everyone that I was going to the dance with my friend. (Keep in mind that this troper is straight.) Apparently, I followed her around professing my love and telling her how we were going to run away together. Haven't lived that down yet...

Same troper again. I found out the hard way that, sleep deprevation + a lot of M&M's = giggling a lot. I was at colorguard practice and every time someone said "strip your flag," balls, pole, or silk, I fell on the floor laughing uncontrollably. I hit one of the drums with my flag accidently, and when one of the coaches said, "don't beat the drum," I found it overly hilarious.

I can handle prescription painkillers just fine. I never drink enough to the point where I feel anything more than slightly buzzed, mostly because the only things I can stand are an occasional pint of Guinness or a few little sips of port wine. I've gotten so used to sleep deprivation over the years that that doesn't make me loopy. And caffeine doesn't affect me at all (beyond it providing me a mild pick-me-upper). But conscious sedation administered through IV? Whoa baby. I had to have an endoscopic procedure done a few years ago under conscious sedation and whatever they put in your IV -- well, that signals happy fun times to me! Once I "woke up" from my procedure and was in the recovery bay, I was laughing at just about anything. Oh, it was the most fun ever! Then I went back to my hospital room (since I was being hospitalized at the time) and whoa mama, even more fun times trying to get to the restroom! My nurse had to have someone helping him because all my limbs were like Jell-O. That night I think I kinda laughed myself to sleep. I figure this is the closest I've ever gotten to experience what it feels like to be "drunk".

I once faked one of these to cheer up a depressed friend. It was extremely hard to stay "in-character" because I was laughing so hard on the inside. Good news is that it worked, though!

This troper and one of her friends were the only ones willing to try the rather odd-looking cookies over by the coffee machine at summer camp. I acted drunk for the rest of the day, and woke up with all the symptoms of a hangover. My friend threw up for several hours. We still aren't entirely sure what happened.