It’s good to know your limits, even if you occasionally exceed them. In the case of James Taylor (not the Sweet Baby variety), that limit seems to be 38 beers. I won’t lie – that’s pretty impressive.
Unfortunately for Taylor and the family who had to see his exposed genitals on a Hudson, Florida beach, he overshot that mark by ten beers. At least that’s what he told the police who arrested him.
"I've seen fire and I've seen rain, I've seen a hobo peeing back on the beach again..."
Taylor, a transient who was living around the beach, was drinking to celebrate his 58th birthday last Thursday. It sounds like he had enough money for two cases of beer and drank them all by himself, which is a pretty sad way to spend your birthday.
Initially, he was being a nuisance on the beach and was chased off by police. But Taylor came back, and when nature called, he answered her siren song right where he stood, urinating in plain sight of a grandmother and her two grand kids. That was enough to earn Taylor a set of steel bracelets and a trip to the Land O’ Lakes jail, which actually sounds kind of nice, like they’d have plenty of hot buttered rolls there.
Upon his arrest, Taylor said he probably had about 10 beers too many, which would peg his limit at around 38. I’m not sure I could even make it to 12, but I might give it a shot next month, as I’m not sure I want to remember my 40th. 😉
What’s your record for beers consumed? To make sure we don’t glorify binge drinking, make sure you let us know how you felt the next day. I imagine Mr. Taylor was singing the blues come Friday morning.
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10 too many?! Sounds like he was about 10 short! C’mon dude, why stop at 48 when you are turning 58. Supposed to drink one for each bday. Figure if you make it that far…
I was thinking the same thing, but I think you’ve got to get started when you’re like two to build up your tolerance. 🙂
It’s actually not that tough with the big three that have such low ABV. during my post-divorce days I sat on the back porch one night, on the phone catching up with a friend and burned through a 24 pack of Bud Light and 2 packs of P-Funks.
Recently, after the Beer Bloggers Conference in Boulder, CO a person wrote an article about the BeerTapTV crew calling us Mountain Men and being amazed at the sheer quantity we could drink. I emailed him, his indication is that I drank 9 pints of beer at Oskar Blues alone, which doesn’t include the before and after, and I felt fine. It is all about tolerance I guess.
Erik
As a lightweight I think that’s pretty impressive, but your liver would like to have a chat with you Erik…
i used to down a 12 pack before going out to bars to drink more. now i cant even stomach more than 10 beers in a night. he’s a pro
I never did any pre-drinking and I’m quickly coming to the conclusion that I’m a lightweight.
That’s not manly, but it makes me a cheap date!
I drank 12 one evening. I was 22. They ranged from my first Lindeman’s Framboise to God knows what. (1) I have NEVER been that sick (2) I threw up in a church parking lot, and (3) my boyfriend had to leave me on a park bench by myself because I could not walk to the car. Luckily, nobody bothered me in the interim. I’m glad I learned my lesson fairly early…
Oof. My worst night was when a bottle of Southern Comfort snuck up on me. I was 17. That was the last time I did that 9at least with SoCo).
I think beer fills me up too much to get that far in. I get bloated and sleepy after six or so low ABV treats.
Its been a long time since I’ve done anything like that. I’m also a lightweight, but feel just fine knowing I’ll never have a post about me or my mugshot here on B&WB!
You’re selling yourself short, Scott – I think there’s plenty of time for your mugshot to appear here.
I once accidentally drank 2 90 Minute IPAs and 2 Gubna’s in one night.
I can hold my liquor but I can hold my hangover.
Then one foolish night I drank 3 Great Divide IPAs and 3 Deschutes IPAs.
What is it with IPAs and being so addictive?
I envy the people who talk about not getting hangovers!
But hey if your going to party, party hard.
And if you gotta go, ya gotta go!!!
I had a few of those “sneaky” nights when I first got into craft beer. Nothing like blazing through a couple of beers only to realize they are 12%’ers after it’s too late!
Back in the day, in my teens and early twenties, it wasn’t unheard of for me to drink at least a case in a night and come back and do the same thing the next night; but as mentioned elsewhere in these comments, it always big 3, low abv beers. Unless I hadn’t eaten that much before drinking, I’d be groggy the next morning, but that was the worst of it.
I’ve since learned to respect the hop & barley goddess; 6-8 are my absolute limit on rare occasions nowadays, especially with the higher abv and getting older. 🙂
I guess I never cared enough for the macro stuff to drink that many of them. That, or I did drink a bunch of them but didn’t notice. 😉
If you’re going to drink all day you have to start in the morning.
Back in the day i could put away quite a few. Now I’m full after 4.
Even if I start early, i get sleepy and give up. I think I’m old.
They must pay homeless people way too much in Florida.
I’m sure Fox News will be all over this – obviously it’s Obama’s fault!
I thought everything was Obama’s fault. Ha ha. Put W back in so we can go all the way under and start from scratch.
If W was back, this guy would’ve been coked out of his mind instead, just like young George!
This was my conversation with my mother last night. Everything IS Obama’s fault. I came home and poured a monster shot of bourbon before hitting some Lost Continents, Dale’s, more bourbon and finally twitter…
Goddamn Obama! If it wasn’t for him, you wouldn’t have had that hangover today.
I one time witness the greatest spectacle in beer drinking ( I should blog about this). It was March Madness my junior year and sadly, we didn’t make the big dance. So we were watching the game at out buddies place and decided to do a power hour (shot of beer a minute for an hour), well my buddy Trey decided to do double-shots of beer every minute instead. So Trey ended up finishing (the equivalent) of 10 beers in an hour. We then did another power hour, Trey being a competitor, upped the ante again and did 3 shots of beer every minute (the equivalent of 15 beers in an hour if finished). I’m pretty sure he only made it to 30 or 45 minutes. The best part about this was the fact he was supposed to meet his girlfriends parents for the first time that night. Instead, he went to the barber and got his number shaved in the back of his head. Needless to say, he never met the parents and they broke up the next day. Don’t binge drink kids.
That also explains all the mohawks I’ve seen lately. Binge drinking and barbers don’t mix!
I don’t remember my all-time high, to be honest.
I don’t either. Is that a bad sign? Lately, the times when I drink “a lot” tend to be at gatherings where my friends and I split bombers of beer three or four ways, so it’s tough to keep track.
I’m in the same boat. I never got into binging when I was younger, and now I share and the beers have MUCH bigger ABVs.
My guess is it was last year at GABF. I drank lots of water and paced myself, but after I that first day I thought I might never want another beer.
Turns out that wasn’t the case – I was cured the next morning!
I’m thinking that I reached my high in the rice-adjunct-swilling days of college or possibly over a summer while working at YMCA camp. I’m like you guys now and would guess that the actual number of beers over the course of a long day, splitting bombers multiple ways, far exceeds even my most excessive college experiences, but I just know how to handle myself these days. I’m little embarrassed when I realize I’ve consumed like six beers over the course of a weekend day and/or evening without even realizing it.
I think I’m mid twenties, but that usually includes hitting bottles of wine and whiskey together. There are some wonderful wizard sticks photos of me from my 28th birthday.
Oh my god, my future’s so bright.
I honestly have no clue what my “record” is. My friends and I used to have a saying in college. “If you’re sober enough to keep track, you’re not drinking enough”.
But I’m absolutely positive that whatever my “record” is, it’s nowhere near 38. Or 48.
Me and three buddies once bought the local px completely out of beers after coming back from a long field op. (lot’s of fellow marines were pissed about that) and drank them all. Don’t know how many each of us drank, and were all pretty sure wew were sharing with other people in our platoon, but one of us woke up on Topsail Beach wearing his dress blues uniform so I really wish we could remember the story behind that because I’m sure it would have been hilarious. Oh, well….