Playing the fool [tm challenge]
Did you ever intentionally make a complete fool out of yourself while fully realizing what you were doing?
Hah. Where to begin? Well, on halloween, about 7 years ago, I think. It was my 3rd year of Medical School. On that day we had a huge party in the dorms. And I mean huge. Things were actually pretty slow at first. At 8 I was pretty much the only one there. I dont know why, but that was when Carter decided to put me in charge of the party. Of course, once the party started to pick up, I got absolutely drunk off my ass. How exactly I got around on those roller skates so well still remains a mystery to all. Everyone there was making a fool of themselves. There were flamiong chairs flying out the windows, and...yeah I'll just leave it at that.
Unfortunately Carter came back at the precise moment when the flaming chair hit the ground. That's when the party broke up, at least, most of it did. A few of my friends decided to stick around in the common room. I dd't think there would be much harm in joining them. This is when I started knocking back shots with the aid of that stupid rubber arm Carter gave me to practice IV sticks.
I knew what I was doing, and because of what happened to some of my other friends (which really, I would rather not discuss) I wish I could've stopped myself. Of course, I never would've learned If I did.
Hah. Where to begin? Well, on halloween, about 7 years ago, I think. It was my 3rd year of Medical School. On that day we had a huge party in the dorms. And I mean huge. Things were actually pretty slow at first. At 8 I was pretty much the only one there. I dont know why, but that was when Carter decided to put me in charge of the party. Of course, once the party started to pick up, I got absolutely drunk off my ass. How exactly I got around on those roller skates so well still remains a mystery to all. Everyone there was making a fool of themselves. There were flamiong chairs flying out the windows, and...yeah I'll just leave it at that.
Unfortunately Carter came back at the precise moment when the flaming chair hit the ground. That's when the party broke up, at least, most of it did. A few of my friends decided to stick around in the common room. I dd't think there would be much harm in joining them. This is when I started knocking back shots with the aid of that stupid rubber arm Carter gave me to practice IV sticks.
I knew what I was doing, and because of what happened to some of my other friends (which really, I would rather not discuss) I wish I could've stopped myself. Of course, I never would've learned If I did.