Funnel Fever and Futon Fetching

Mar 05, 2006 09:07

Lets try this again...Last night I was obviously not sober....but let me tell you about it in full length because I wrote that thing in like thirty seconds because I just wanted to go to bed and I didn't know what to write...now I'm waiting for Jordan to get home and make breakfast (he told me not to do it because he was gonna, so whatever).

Anyway, at this party: Traci, Me, Cori, Doug, Ariston, Ariston's Girlfriend, Jordan, Shantell, Some Asian Dude That Just Sat There All Night, Keith (his house), Todd, Erik, Talia, and Marlie poped in for a second. So, basically, it was a small congregation...but it was fun...and I got wasted and I'll tell you why...

See, I've known this skill since summer, but appearently my friends didn't...

*Cori is, once again, bragging about how much he can drink....he fills up a beer funnel with almost two cans while Sara sits in the vecinity with her almost full from beer (I had just gotten it). Cori funnels his beers in about seven or so gulps. Keith then notices that Sara was there, so he takes her beer and puts it in the funnel, then he takes another and puts it in there...

*"Do it" says Keith...

*So Sara takes out her gum and finishes the funnel is about two seconds...then places the gum back in her mouth, feeling like a champ...so that's what the others began to call her. The end.

I didn't even have to take the micky out of Cori afterwards...everyone else did...then they decided that EVERYONE needed to see what I could do...It was funny, until I forgot to take out my gum, so I had to take it out as I was funneling, and don't ask how I managed that.

Anyway, Ellie, you were supposed to be there! I called your fucking house until about eleven, but you were still on the internet! Ah, well, there year is only middle aged, it's got some parties left in it.

So we took a taxi home, and our adventures should have stopped there, but they didn't! The taxi was so bad that the driver (who was acting all gangster and crazylike, but not as scary as Elvis fanatic) had to exit the vehicle and open our door...crazy shit...anyway...I think I left my wallet at Keith's because I couldn't find it in the cab. I'll just have Traci ask him.

Oh, and then we got to take the big, bulky, and heavy futon mattress up the stairs from the basement...with two people it sounds easy enough, but here's the catch....I was drunk and she was blazed! Not a very good combination, but at least we got it done...besides, it's something that we only do when not sober because otherwise it's boring, uninteresting work...

So, that was last night! But ask me personally, and I'll tell you about what else happend....
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