Have you ever passed out while cooking?

How'd it taste?

I passed out from my first wife's cooking once

Passed out while cooking? No.
Passed out after cooking? Yes.

Heavy night of drinking during my semester studying abroad. 10 minutes before my morning class (History of Modern/Post WWI Austria) I woke up to a cold grilled cheese sandwich next to my head. Ate the sandwich on the way to the classroom, finished the scheduled test before anyone else, left the room and went straight back to my homestay to sleep. Later that day one of my friends informed me he could smell the alcohol from clear across the (small) room.

I earned an A on that test. I learned nothing from my mistakes.

Does a frozen pizza in the oven count or ordering dominos and then passing out count? If so then yes. Unfortunately yes, as many on here can attest to or they are lying.

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LakeViewLSU

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F&D board assclown

Decided to fry chicken in my apartment when I was like 19. Very drunk already. Filled up the pot with oil and turned the burner on.

Got very high waiting for it to get hot. Passed out and woke up however long later to the fire alarms going off and the apartment filled with smoke. Went to the kitchen and flames were going up the cabinet and spreading out on the ceiling. Grabbed the pan (still very high and drunk) and dumped the oil in the sink.

The plastic handle of the pan melted around my hand and burned the shite out of me, but I was now holding a flaming pan with plastic melting around my fingers over a sink that was also on fire. Had my baw open the front door and I chucked the pan into the parking lot and started throwing what I thought was flour into the sink. Turns out it was sugar and also started to catch on fire.

At that point, I just said frick it, and watched the fire burn out in the sink for a couple of minutes. Was a big scene at the complex and the FD came after someone called them about the alarms and pan on fire in the parking lot.

After everything calmed down, we smoked another bowl and went to sleep with all of the doors and windows open. The funny thing about that story is that I never had chicken to fry in the first place. I didn't have anything fry-able in the whole house

Yep. Pizza in oven. Scary as eff. Never again!

When I lived in Tulsa I worked with a guy with a drinking problem.

One night after drinking he went home and decided to make some mac and cheese about 2am. Said he woke up about 6am in the dew covered grass where the fireman dropped him. He got billed for a new door, door frame, smoke damage, and some other odds and ends, over $1500. The water had boiled off and the macaroni had burned up when he passed out. Said those Tulsa Fire dudes get pretty pissy about nearly burning down apartment buildings when drunk.

Same guy very hastily moved to Dallas after he committed a double hit and run a couple months later. 1st was the bar parking lot a parked car, the 2nd was another car parked along the residential street he cut through to avoid being spotted with fresh damage on a main thoroughfare.

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After everything calmed down, we smoked another bowl and went to sleep with all of the doors and windows open. The funny thing about that story is that I never had chicken to fry in the first place. I didn't have anything fry-able in the whole house

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You did it on purpose, didn't ya. Admit it, you are a pyro.

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The whole house is smoked out and I go to the kitchen where the fire is golfing everwhere. The stove was golfing, the cabinets were golfing, everything was golfing with fire. Luckily after I went outside for some air, I grabbed a towel and drenched it with water and then threw it over the stove where the fire was golfing everything.

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Mother. Of. God.