Everclear. Oh damn that is some way too strong stuff. I’ve always lived a responsible life. No drugs, but I did enjoy my bourbons and vodkas. Well, one night I had Everclear. . .
I know I beat me being in a wheelchair into the ground, but just in case you didn’t know, I am. The night before one brother’s wedding I got some beer and such with my other brother, James. Now I’ve always had the terrible habit of wanting to be the king cock. I had a very high tolerance of alcohol and said ‘fuck it’.
I had a cap full. Not a shot. A fuckin half teaspoon. Before it reached my throat I felt it hit. W h o a. my mouth went numb.
Sooooooooo I decided to go home.
I have a van with a life that unfolds and lifts me up and down to travel.
I missed the lift. Apparently I didn’t hit the right one in the middle!
Somehow by the grace of all things holy my cousin saw and caught my chair in the air and held it. boom. That quick I almost had a mortal accident cuz my trach would have impaled me.
The three of us sobered up quick. No more drinking for weeks heheh. I had to re-descleplin myself.
Stay away if you can. If not, be sober first and please have a sober friend handy!
Being silly = fun.
Getting killed = not so fun.
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