Originally Posted by guthmund

I drank a bottle of Jack Daniels all by my lonesome and in a timely manner. I remember about 20 minutes after that and then it gets into bits and pieces. I remember hanging out on the front lawn having this deep, thoughtful, sexy conversation with a group of women and then leaning over casually to vomit. I remember nothing else. I found myself face down in a puddle of drool and piss the next morning. Apparently I had to go to the bathroom; I just didn't bother getting up. That, in and of itself, was fairly embarassing, but to make matters worse I found out that I had 'had some words' with a number of people and tried to piss on my good friend's stereo in the living room....in front of everybody.
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