Goldschlager story time! A woman I went to college with had German immigrant parents who taught her German, so upon graduation she got a job with the German company that imported Goldschlager, Jagermeister (🤢), Rumple Minze (🤢🤢), etc. At her wedding, there was a bottle of Goldschlager on every table and she and her new husband did a shot of GS with every table (there were 12 I think). As the wedding wound down, we decided we were going out after the reception (we were young) and the newlyweds seemed all in. They left to change, while we awaited their return. When that did not happen for a bit, we decided to investigate. Walking down the hotel hallway to their room, I spotted a wedding dress in the hallway and said “Wow, she really wants to go out, she undressed before she got in the room!” Upon closer inspection, she was still IN the wedding dress, completely passed out, while he was flopped on the bed, pants around his ankles, snoring. The ladies with us undressed the bride and tucked them both in, setting an alarm for 5:00 AM so they could make their honeymoon flight…it was midnight. They made it.
OMG - that was almost our wedding story! We had a bottle of champagne at every table, and the minute we sat our glasses down, someone was refilling them. Food was a buffet, that we never made it through, we were too busy having fun with college friends, some we hadn't seen in a while. His frat brothers were also slipping my hubby shots from their snuck-in stash, and next thing you know, I fell in the beer tank, and my hubby stripped off his jacket and coat and just wore his bow tie and said he was a Chippendale in front of my grandma. (there's a polaroid of that somewhere....) My sister was in charge of taking us to an airport hotel that night as we had an early flight for our honeymoon the next day. On the way, hubby barfed...in her brand new car! And as she pulled off the interstate for damage control, somehow his wallet fell out. Which was discovered when we got to the hotel. She went back, and found it - ON THE HIGHWAY! Barely made the flight, we forgot to ask for a wake up call, and as we sat down, hubby looks over at me and says, there's a little piece of barf in your hair. Yeah, we were a sight, I'm sure....
My mom and dad didn't speak to us for months, they were so mad at us.
But it will be 35 years this year, and our old friends still talk about that wedding party, and what a good time it was. Too bad I don't remember all of it.
For you youngsters out there: Never guzzle champagne on an empty stomach!
BAHAHAHAHAHA *this* is proof of what I always tell my girls--it's the shit that goes sideways that make ANY event or trip (mostly) memorable! Thanks for sharing. :)
Holy crap, I laughed so hard, tears are rolling down my face! What an epic story! You know your friends and family still tell that story all the time too.
Yeah, hubby is treasurer of his fraternity's alumni group and we go back for homecoming and other random events, and we will never live that one down. Just glad it was pre-social media.
One of my old roommates used to love Jager Meister. Remember that foul stuff? That’s probably one of the most disgusting liquors out there and she drank it like it was water.
I guess I must be older than y'all, I don't even know what Rumple Minze is?? I never got carried away on any of these, but there are many from my stupid years who prayed to the porcelain god after too much Mad Dog 20/20, Boone's Farm Strawberry Hill, and Malt Duck. Oh and then there was spoli (spelling?) grain alcohol and punch.
Goldschlager is like that for me. It happened at a Quiet Riot concert in the 90’s 🙈😹
Goldschlager story time! A woman I went to college with had German immigrant parents who taught her German, so upon graduation she got a job with the German company that imported Goldschlager, Jagermeister (🤢), Rumple Minze (🤢🤢), etc. At her wedding, there was a bottle of Goldschlager on every table and she and her new husband did a shot of GS with every table (there were 12 I think). As the wedding wound down, we decided we were going out after the reception (we were young) and the newlyweds seemed all in. They left to change, while we awaited their return. When that did not happen for a bit, we decided to investigate. Walking down the hotel hallway to their room, I spotted a wedding dress in the hallway and said “Wow, she really wants to go out, she undressed before she got in the room!” Upon closer inspection, she was still IN the wedding dress, completely passed out, while he was flopped on the bed, pants around his ankles, snoring. The ladies with us undressed the bride and tucked them both in, setting an alarm for 5:00 AM so they could make their honeymoon flight…it was midnight. They made it.
OMG HAHAHAHAHA EPIC!
OMG - that was almost our wedding story! We had a bottle of champagne at every table, and the minute we sat our glasses down, someone was refilling them. Food was a buffet, that we never made it through, we were too busy having fun with college friends, some we hadn't seen in a while. His frat brothers were also slipping my hubby shots from their snuck-in stash, and next thing you know, I fell in the beer tank, and my hubby stripped off his jacket and coat and just wore his bow tie and said he was a Chippendale in front of my grandma. (there's a polaroid of that somewhere....) My sister was in charge of taking us to an airport hotel that night as we had an early flight for our honeymoon the next day. On the way, hubby barfed...in her brand new car! And as she pulled off the interstate for damage control, somehow his wallet fell out. Which was discovered when we got to the hotel. She went back, and found it - ON THE HIGHWAY! Barely made the flight, we forgot to ask for a wake up call, and as we sat down, hubby looks over at me and says, there's a little piece of barf in your hair. Yeah, we were a sight, I'm sure....
My mom and dad didn't speak to us for months, they were so mad at us.
But it will be 35 years this year, and our old friends still talk about that wedding party, and what a good time it was. Too bad I don't remember all of it.
For you youngsters out there: Never guzzle champagne on an empty stomach!
BAHAHAHAHAHA *this* is proof of what I always tell my girls--it's the shit that goes sideways that make ANY event or trip (mostly) memorable! Thanks for sharing. :)
"the stuff that goes sideways" is what you'll remember from your wedding day. I wish everyone happiness on their day--but not perfection.
Holy crap, I laughed so hard, tears are rolling down my face! What an epic story! You know your friends and family still tell that story all the time too.
Yeah, hubby is treasurer of his fraternity's alumni group and we go back for homecoming and other random events, and we will never live that one down. Just glad it was pre-social media.
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Love that I got a laugh from someone who makes me laugh!
Awesome story!
One of my old roommates used to love Jager Meister. Remember that foul stuff? That’s probably one of the most disgusting liquors out there and she drank it like it was water.
Jager!! Some trauma around that, but I'll sip on a glass of Sambuca (with a few coffee beans at the bottom) ALL NIGHT LONG! ;)
Oh yea! 🤮 and Rumple Minze. Actually that one can be good around the holidays. A splash on ice cream goes a long way.
Hahahaha I forgot all about Rumple Minze!!!
I guess I must be older than y'all, I don't even know what Rumple Minze is?? I never got carried away on any of these, but there are many from my stupid years who prayed to the porcelain god after too much Mad Dog 20/20, Boone's Farm Strawberry Hill, and Malt Duck. Oh and then there was spoli (spelling?) grain alcohol and punch.
Annie Greengills.
Yep! That one too. It’s a good breath freshener after you’ve had a bunch of beer.
Mine was tequila at a tacos and tequila party in 1978. Just the smell still makes me queasy.
Oh, good, now you've managed to post a "smell."