My man said we would meet for lunch and then have a quickie today. He never showed, he never called, he left me en pindingas!
So I called my "supplier," pleading, "Bring me something to cheer me up!" "Honey, I am in the car and on my way!he said. I am still awaiting his arrival and he doesn't pick up his cell. Will he arrive or not? He has left me en pindingas.
When one becomes so intoxicated with alcohol that they could not possibly get any more intoxicated without vomiting, or remaining conscious. This is when your internal alcohol tolerance "meter" maxes out, or hits the limiter, thus, "pinging the needle."
"Holy shit, last night I was so sloshed I almost ralphed out the window of the car on the way home, but I just ended up drooling on myself- definately pinging the needle!"