I used to drink A LOT. In college I weighed 130lbs and I'd put away 750ml of cheap vodka in an evening.
Twelve years later, if I drink more than two beers, I've got a50% chance of an ugly hangover. More than 4 beers and I'll be wrecked until the next night. Clearly, I need a new filter somewhere.
Since I can drink so little, I drink good stuff. Guiness, fine single malt, etc.
Stories? Hmmm....I got caught by my track coach pissing all over his neighbors lawn. When he confronted me, I slurred at the top of my lungs, "I'm not drunk, I'm just pretending." (note: Don't try that ploy. It doesn't work). The next day I went to apologize to my coach, and I ended up throwing up in front of him, all over the flowers he was watering. Not good. Nope. Not good at all.
I don't want to sound like I'm down on drinking. some of the best times I've ever had have been whilst drunk. Convinced some friends to do a threesome while we were loaded. Damn that was a blast!
Many nights I rocked out on my bari sax while loaded to the gills. It was like perpetal motion. I'd get drunk and play sax. People would listen, dance, and give me beer, I'd play more sax...etc.
Sigh. Those were good times.
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