“Three Sheets” Returns, Win Cool Stuff!
July 16, 2009 by Jeanne Dupuis
Filed under Television
Fine Living Networks show, Three Sheets, returns on Monday, July 20, 2009 for an all-new season! In case you are unfamiliar with the program, Three Sheets offers a glimpse into the many ways that people around the world partake in the art of drink.
Can’t afford to travel this summer (or ever)? No worries! Comedian Zane Lamprey takes you to exotic destinations where you will learn about the customs, food and unique drinks. Of course, after all that excitement, Zane will also learn about the local hangover cures.
To help celebrate the return of the show, we’re hosting a great contest. You could win a black beer koozie or t-shirt (pictured below). The best part? It’s super easy to win! All you have to do is leave me a comment detailing your best drinking story. It could be from your own hometown but I’d really love to hear about any experiences you had while traveling!
The contest ends on July 23, 2009 at 11:59 PST. The winner will be contacted by email so please make sure you leave one that is valid! Good luck!
Want to know more about the show? Check out the official Three Sheets site or become a fan on Facebook! If you’ve missed some of the earlier episodes and want to catch up, you can watch them every weeknight at 10pm ET/PT on the Fine Living Network. In the meantime, check out this hilarious preview!
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Aw, drinking every 3 months with my best friend, where we share our deepest secrets with each other.
Winning a case of quart bottles of beer at a banquet when I don’t even drink beer.
my best drinking story could also be my grossest drinking story. When I was 18 I went camping with my then boyfriend and a group of his friends. While we were there I decided that I could handle drinking 151 straight from the bottle.You know that I thought I was tough & had to try to prove it to everyone, well to my surprise- not everyone else’s though- I managed to make myself sick! We were staying in tents so I didn’t want to vomit anywhere near our campsites, so I crawled to the nearest outhouse and got sick there. I don’t know what was worse- the dry heaves I ended up with or puking down a hole that people that I didn’t know had went to the bathroom in. But the story doesn’t end there- no- the best part is that in the morning when I went home it was to my dad’s house, the reformed alcoholic/Jehovahs Witness- where I had to pretend that nothing had happened the night before. Boy isn’t that a story that my kids will never hear!
drinking with friends and an evening of card playing mverno@roadrunner.com
When my hubby came home for R&R while he was deployed to Iraq…. We went on a mini-vacation to Fredericksburg, Texas. While there, we went to numerous wine tasting events & had a BLAST! Free wine, lots of fun in the sun, it was splendid.
Spending 3 days fishing from San Filipe. Beer were a quarter and my tab for 3 days was $26.00
GETTING STATION IN GERMANY …LAND OF BEER AND I DONT LIKE/DRINK BEER, BUT MY WIFE DOES AND SHE DRUNK MY SHARE OF BEER HAHAHAH
We were visiting a friend of my husband’s in Florida. Her boyfriend owned a bar. My husband was a musician, and he sat in with the band… while I sat at the bar, which was famous for their strawberry daquiris made with 151 AND Captain Morgan’s… and since I wasn’t “buying” because we were guests of the owner, the bartender kept pouring the last of every blender into my glass… Picture me violently ill in a parking lot several hours later, splattering pink daquiri puke on my white tennis shoes!
Here’s my best story. I walked into a trashy looking bar one night in Atlanta. I saw a midget playing darts. I thought to myself, “I bet I can drink that little dude under the table.”. Soon I started talking to him and ended up betting him a 20 spot that I could. Well, we sat down at the bar and began. He went through 10 mugs and didn’t show any sign of weakness. After I finished my tenth, I was feeling a little woozy. I crumpled up the $20 and threw it at him and said “Gotta go, family emergency!”.
I use to be able to drink straight tequila like it was water and amazed people by not making faces when it went down. One Halloween party a friend of mine decided to “show me off” to everyone by getting me to drink shot after shot after shot of tequila.
Needless to say I ended up with everything coming right back up and still to this day not be able to smell tequila without my stomach turning over.
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The first night I did tequila shots. Bad choice, but sweet story. I didn’t realize how strong these were, so of course I had way too many. We were camping and I passed out outside the tent and threw up in my hair. My boyfriend took me to the public restroom and washed my hair for me. That’s love.
When my sister and I went to a carnival beer tent and she went and told the guy selling the beer that the band needed four beers and we kept them for ourselves. She’s a hoot!
My first ever drink: So, I was in New Orleans…at a piano bar…was told repeatedly by my friends that I had to have a Hurricane while I was in NO. So, I did. It tasted great and I didn’t feel any ill effects. Until I stood up to make my way to the bathroom. I couldn’t feel my legs. I actually made it but spent about 20 minutes talking to the bathroom attendant (I don’t remember what we talked about other than I kept saying “I never drink!”. And I’m far from a chatty, social person.) It’s a great memory though!
I went to visit my sister in New Orleans. One word: Hurricanes. I woke up in the back seat of my car (I had tinted windows) just as the tow truck was “reeling” my car in. I threw the door open and fell into the street. People were laughing their behinds off while I’m trying to figure out what’s happening. It explained the nightmare I was having about being beamed up into a UFO. Worst hangover, ever.
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I was in Croatia and returning buzzing from a club and I was talkin so loud at 4 am that police almost arrested me for public disturbance. Before I knew that they were cops, I flipped them off after I heard them calling me to stop. I assumed it was bunch of guys trying to come on to me. How embarrassing.
Hubby and I went to Cancun,they put nothing but liquir in the drinks,they are strong&knock you on your a**!
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I was on spring break. My girlfriends went into a bar. A group of old men started hitting on us. Their pickup lines were hilarious. After a while they grew tiresome. I pourned a beer in une guy’s lap and we walked out.
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My sister and I went to Mexico. The bus took us to a tequila brewery (?) and an unending flow of various kinds of tequila. Needless to say, we both whipped out our credit cards and bought more tequila than we were allowed to bring back to the States. We had fun though.