My night
 

If you want some amusement read on.

If you're against alcohol abuse, don't read.

If your lazy and think your time is valuable, don't read.

It all started when my buddy phoned me and said tehy were coming to pick me up to go drink. OK nothing wrong with that. We go buy some brews and 2 of my friends buy a bottle of JD to finish themselves. One of my friends is pretty big and can hold his own, but my other friend isn't so big. He drinks A LOT, but he is still pretty small. So anyway, they finish off the bottle between the two of them and my smaller friend is already totally sloshed. They probably finished off the bottle in 45minutes. I had 5 beers in me so I was pretty good too. We went to the bar, which was not a good idea, because right when we got in the bouncer comes up to us and says "Hes tanked. If I see him bump into anyone else hese gone" So that wasn't a good sign. Probably 30 minutes later my friend was like almost passed out. I was holding him up against a wall and my other buddy went to get him a glass of water. So the guy who i'm holding up begins to puke on my shirt. Well thats great. How the fuck do you get puke stains out of a white shirt? Anyway I brought him to the bathroom where he puked for 10 minutes. We came out and there was another bouncer who threw us out. So here we are me and him outside and my two other buddies inside. I had to do something with my friend so we got in a cab and I took him home. His mom was up and asked me how he was. I told her that he just needed a glass of water. (Yeah right). She came outside with me and he was passedout on the floor. She got really pissed off at him. She dragged him inside and pretty much slammed thedoor on me. I could hear her talking about him going to an AA meeting or something, but thats usual. Then once i'm on my own I realize I left my jacket at the bar, the cab left, and i ahev no real way of getting there. So what do you do in a situation like that? Run back to the bar. It was probably a good 4 or 5 kilometers back. Hey, at least I ssaved myself some cash from a cab ride. I got back to the bar got my friend to go inside and grab my jacket and then we took a cab home. I spent like $100 last night and I on'y bought 4 drinks at the bar wich is 20 Bucks. Where the other 80 went i do not know.

Anyway, moral of the story is: always drive even when your drunk....actually no thats not a good idea. The moral is don't let your friends get way too drunk. It screws everything up. And don't run 4 kilmoeters back to the bar when you forget your jacket. And don't let your friends puke on your white shirt.

So yeah, that was my night. If you read all that, wow how long did it take you?

So that's how my adult life is going to be huh? oOo: oOo: oOo: oOo: oOo: oOo: About 50 seconds, I'm a fast reader(skimmer)

Well im not to familiar with the metric system so i cant relate...

Aw, gay....That's how some of my nights turn out...only diff, is we have to worry bout' police as well cause we under age.

[quote="Bean 2":4db67]Well im not to familiar with the metric system so i cant relate...[/quote:4db67]
That's sad, because Americans study the metric system in school.

The guy who i took home calle me a while ago. His mom took him to the hospital last night. Lol. Funny stuff. Thats how hammed he was.

Your night sucked ninty! I had shitty nights but never that bad hahaha

Well, being too hammered can be a dangerous guy :)

My night consisted of watching Ecks vs Sever with a tall glass of grand
curacao: it was good.

... no, I wasn't talking about the movie biggrin:

metric system rules all...ninty an adult...ya thats funny, you suck ninty...immaturity runs rampent in alberta.

anyways...actually, you ran 5 km...well you got you daily exercise done for the day.

Meh! stupid things i've done under the influence (gotta love euphemisms): Light my pants on fire(even now i still can't grow any new hair on my left leg), smash my head on a copressor, jump out of a moving car, slept with a wookie(no, not ballwook i only dream...), lighted my arm on fire, got my lip pierced, smashed my head on a wielding machine, got pistol whipped with a paintball gun, puked on many different people many on many different occaisions, tried running from the cops(BIG mistake), and last but not least, ran around naked through a closed golf course.

Stupid things i've done while not under the influence: Made out with a wookie (gotta love losing a bet eh?).... that is all.

[quote:23c24]tried running from the cops(BIG mistake)[/quote:23c24]

LOL!

i don't drink at all.

[quote:098a4]tried running from the cops(BIG mistake)[/quote:098a4]

What are you talking about!? I do this every weekend....amongst 120-1000 people.....It's fun...."HERE COME THE PADDY-WAGONS!" (Police wagons that they put arrested people in) Then everyone grabs their shit and leaves the party to another west auckland party....Happens every weekend, they come in at like anytime between 10:3pm - 2:00am and then ruin a party, everyone scampers with their liks, and go to other smaller parties.
Everybody sprints up the street and the pigs, occasionally in riot gear (Depends on how big the party is), chase us up/down a street til we disolve into west auckland. I always wonder, does this happen anywhere else in the world or just West-Auckland?? Cause it happens EVERY weekend, its pretty much standard now. People throw HUGE parties and they spill out onto the streets and the piggies come.

i remember the longest time i was out for in a toilet. an hour and 3 quarters, a while ago i was with friends at a a club/party thing and everyone noticed how quiet i became after i was chain drinking. then this girl i know said 'u ok, u seem a lil out of it there, fancy a dance' then i got up and quick walked and made a b-line to the toilet, in the cubicle shouting EUROPE down the bowl, shame there wasn't a lock on the cubicle. i passed out with my head on the cold rim of the toilet for an hour whilst the rest of the time i was trying to stand up and get it out my system, i felt like utter shit afterwards, everyone was looking for me and checking everywhere.
the only funny thing about that situation was that every so often in that toilet i heard some people i know shouting in over the cubicle funny stuff which i joked and laughed about, then i kept passing out, over and over.
apparently i was mixing my drinks up a lil SO WATCH IT KIDS, eat plenty and don't mix ur alcohol

someone else i know somehow walked back home 12 miles in the early hours along twisty roads, over hills, through valleys and very rough terrain, what a foolio. i almost had to do that but then a park bench came to my rescue.

plenty more but i don't think u wanna know the gorey detailz yakkakak
DRINK ONLY WATER

What are you talking about!? I do this every weekend....amongst 120-1000 people.....It's fun...."HERE COME THE PADDY-WAGONS!" (Police wagons that they put arrested people in) Then everyone grabs their shit and leaves the party to another west auckland party....Happens every weekend, they come in at like anytime between 10:3pm - 2:00am and then ruin a party, everyone scampers with their liks, and go to other smaller parties.
Everybody sprints up the street and the pigs, occasionally in riot gear (Depends on how big the party is), chase us up/down a street til we disolve into west auckland. I always wonder, does this happen anywhere else in the world or just West-Auckland?? Cause it happens EVERY weekend, its pretty much standard now. People throw HUGE parties and they spill out onto the streets and the piggies come.[/quote:840ee]

Yeah, cops always break up the raves that heppen here, im talking one on one, being the drunk fool i was, i saw a cop car passing by, i yelled "PIG!" and he got out of his car and chased me down, finally after running for three blocks i tripped, and he arrested me (not after "accidentally" punching me in the face), anyhow he brought me downtown and my dad picked me up, i thought the old man was going to be royally pissed off, but he just said that the same thing happened when he was my age, and we had a good conversation about stupidity.

[quote="Bean 2":fcb99]Well im not to familiar with the metric system so i cant relate...[/quote:fcb99]


4km = 2.48 miles
5km = 3.10 miles

Luckily I had Physics and crap and remember the converstions lol. Incase you were wondering its about 1609 meters in a mile and 1000m in a km.

Anyway that amused me for the minute lol.

W00T!!

The puke stains came out of my white shirt!!

Oh yeah and one other thing to add.

When i was holding my buddy up against the wall there was this chick sitting up in the lounge sorta thing and I was talking to her. Drunk friends work really well as a way to pick up girls. It makes you look like a true man taking care of your friend. We talked for a minute and she said come up and sit with her and then my buddy started puking on me so I couldn't!! Damn, she was so fine. I should hev gotten her number. Blasted drunkeness!! Why couldn't he not have held off teh puke for 5 minutes. Missed opportunity I guess. Don't ya hate that? When I came back out of the bathroom I looked if she was still there and she wasn't. Then the bouncer threw us out.

And my other friend owes me 5 bucks. We bet on if he would puke or not and he did...all over me...I gotta make sure to get my well deserved money. evil:

hey ninty..was jimmy with u

[quote="CaP bUsTa":1651f]hey ninty..was jimmy with u[/quote:1651f]

Heh, he was the guy. Don't go blabbing about it though. He's feelin pretty shitty about it and hed kill me if i go around telling people cause he feels like an ass.

[quote:50bca]Yeah, cops always break up the raves that heppen here, im talking one on one, being the drunk fool i was, i saw a cop car passing by, i yelled "PIG!" and he got out of his car and chased me down, finally after running for three blocks i tripped, and he arrested me (not after "accidentally" punching me in the face), anyhow he brought me downtown and my dad picked me up, i thought the old man was going to be royally pissed off, but he just said that the same thing happened when he was my age, and we had a good conversation [/quote:50bca]

Raves? I'm talking about good ol' fashioned HUGE House parties.....Not homo raves, with *OONTZ OONTZ OONTZ OONTZ OONTZ* Music. House parties that sometimes tear up and spill out of the property with up to 1500 people sometimes....God I love house parties. When somebodies parents are out.....Hide the expensive shit, and ring around...by the evening you will have people by the bus load churning in....When the pigs come, the young'ins always out number them...that's when the riots began, Police vs Youths......SO much fun.....Stand at the back and watch....

I find nothing wrong with raves, i go to house parties but they always end up being a big bongfest and i'm tryin to quit, i actually went the whole summer without one toke, dammit i want a cookie! One type of party i do hate are those fucking local heavy metal bands holding a concert....... no offense to the genre but damn! it's the type of music you'd listen while loading a sniper rifle in a clock tower on some college campus. M16: