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I just wanted to throw in a quick story that happened this summer becasue i feel it is essential to get it across. I dont know why i feel this way but i do. but this guy feels very differently than me and I hope it isnt becasue of me http://www.mishtocarii.home.ro/assets/images/carnaval2.jpg GOD DAMN man what did you eat as a baby?
So if i was homeless I would be the most honest Fucker ever becasue everyone appreciates honesty right? well I do and thats what counts...well no but i can always pretend like anyone who gives money to me what thing on my list would i spend it on, go on, take a guess.
http://www.irnol.com/cool_stuff/funny_pics/bull-shit.jpg
probably all 3 actaully but i am sure some days i would have a preference.
Ok so returning to my story.
I invited my friend "The Big Red Dog" down to my cabin for a relaxing weekend of Golf and Alcohol mixed in with a little boating. So he being a year older happens to have an insane amount of alcohol all of it hard. So we go through his collection and bring about 2 fifths down which for two people in two nights is quite alot, on top of this we brought down an 18 pack of bud which we didnt finish. I am not a big kid and i hadnt drank that much nor often before this. So we get there and i pour myself a glass of vodka and grab a pop and drink that down as we head to the golf course so we are walking 9 holes in the hot sun and i am drunk not to badly but enough that i notice it and still want more. So after teh round we head back and go swimming eat food and stuff our stomachs at dinner. So we decide to go for a "walk" grab almost a fifth of rum and a root beer each and walk over to the public beach and swig it down. I was not noticing anything and was kind of dissapointed so i turn to look at "Big Red Dog" and as I do I realize taht my eyes didnt follow my head and everything was a slow blur, hmmmm, lets try this again, ok, hey "Big Red Dog" i am not feeling it! ""Big Red Dog" well we are out so lets go." (me) "ok" I stand up and decide i need to go to teh bathroom so I take a piss on teh beach and turn around and begin to follow him up the hill. I didnt make it 10 steps before i feel against a picnic bench. I pushed myself up and made it to the handrail. I walk about another 100 feet before i have to take a piss again. how annoying. so we proceed to walk around the island and crawl into the tent we pitched in my fron yard while "Big Red Dog" is running around getting me water and trying to help me keep from throwing up. I woke up and was fine and had another good day, my other friend came down with his family that day and his little brother followed us around. WE all went to a drive in movie "the village" not a great movie but better than none and so we drive back and me and "Big Red Dog" want to drink but my other friend "Goalkeeper" isnt to keen and his litle brotehr would tattle. So me and cliff have more than the night before (smart me huh) and we then get "goalkeeper" to come out because his little brotehr is finally asleep and we talk to him and drink a little more. as soon as we got out of the car i knew i was fucked. i just straight fell out of the car, i opened the door and forgot to move my feet. So i get up and brsh myself off and walk around. we talk for a while and then we get to the topic of "can you act sober' and of course i said I could, So i start waving my hands and pointing at my nose and then they say walk in a straight line. I took one step, just one and i fell so hard straight onto my face, this made tehm laugh so hard taht they were all on teh ground along with me so i stood up and tried to walk ovcer to them and once again i couldnt do it. After a few tumbles I was finnally able to get relativily close and it was then that i started throwing up. EVERYWHERE, on my clothes, my shoes, and worst of all i left about 6 or 7 piles of puke on teh ground. That was teh last thing i remember til i woke up in the kitchen with my shirt and pants hanging off the edge of a counter. I stumble out of bed and walk upstairs to wehre my freinds are and ask them why i was downstaris and what happened. so they explain to me that I passed out and they were to afraid to let me selep inside so they left me outside for a few hours in the dirt until i started shivering uncontrllably due to teh cold. WOW what a great night that i dont remember.
I probably looked something like this except i was laying in dirt all dirt
http://img.slate.msn.com/media/1/123125/2068716/2077186/2087369/2087447/030829_PassedOut.jpg
i hope i dont have too many more of those nights
So if i was homeless I would be the most honest Fucker ever becasue everyone appreciates honesty right? well I do and thats what counts...well no but i can always pretend like anyone who gives money to me what thing on my list would i spend it on, go on, take a guess.
http://www.irnol.com/cool_stuff/funny_pics/bull-shit.jpg
probably all 3 actaully but i am sure some days i would have a preference.
Ok so returning to my story.
I invited my friend "The Big Red Dog" down to my cabin for a relaxing weekend of Golf and Alcohol mixed in with a little boating. So he being a year older happens to have an insane amount of alcohol all of it hard. So we go through his collection and bring about 2 fifths down which for two people in two nights is quite alot, on top of this we brought down an 18 pack of bud which we didnt finish. I am not a big kid and i hadnt drank that much nor often before this. So we get there and i pour myself a glass of vodka and grab a pop and drink that down as we head to the golf course so we are walking 9 holes in the hot sun and i am drunk not to badly but enough that i notice it and still want more. So after teh round we head back and go swimming eat food and stuff our stomachs at dinner. So we decide to go for a "walk" grab almost a fifth of rum and a root beer each and walk over to the public beach and swig it down. I was not noticing anything and was kind of dissapointed so i turn to look at "Big Red Dog" and as I do I realize taht my eyes didnt follow my head and everything was a slow blur, hmmmm, lets try this again, ok, hey "Big Red Dog" i am not feeling it! ""Big Red Dog" well we are out so lets go." (me) "ok" I stand up and decide i need to go to teh bathroom so I take a piss on teh beach and turn around and begin to follow him up the hill. I didnt make it 10 steps before i feel against a picnic bench. I pushed myself up and made it to the handrail. I walk about another 100 feet before i have to take a piss again. how annoying. so we proceed to walk around the island and crawl into the tent we pitched in my fron yard while "Big Red Dog" is running around getting me water and trying to help me keep from throwing up. I woke up and was fine and had another good day, my other friend came down with his family that day and his little brother followed us around. WE all went to a drive in movie "the village" not a great movie but better than none and so we drive back and me and "Big Red Dog" want to drink but my other friend "Goalkeeper" isnt to keen and his litle brotehr would tattle. So me and cliff have more than the night before (smart me huh) and we then get "goalkeeper" to come out because his little brotehr is finally asleep and we talk to him and drink a little more. as soon as we got out of the car i knew i was fucked. i just straight fell out of the car, i opened the door and forgot to move my feet. So i get up and brsh myself off and walk around. we talk for a while and then we get to the topic of "can you act sober' and of course i said I could, So i start waving my hands and pointing at my nose and then they say walk in a straight line. I took one step, just one and i fell so hard straight onto my face, this made tehm laugh so hard taht they were all on teh ground along with me so i stood up and tried to walk ovcer to them and once again i couldnt do it. After a few tumbles I was finnally able to get relativily close and it was then that i started throwing up. EVERYWHERE, on my clothes, my shoes, and worst of all i left about 6 or 7 piles of puke on teh ground. That was teh last thing i remember til i woke up in the kitchen with my shirt and pants hanging off the edge of a counter. I stumble out of bed and walk upstairs to wehre my freinds are and ask them why i was downstaris and what happened. so they explain to me that I passed out and they were to afraid to let me selep inside so they left me outside for a few hours in the dirt until i started shivering uncontrllably due to teh cold. WOW what a great night that i dont remember.
I probably looked something like this except i was laying in dirt all dirt
http://img.slate.msn.com/media/1/123125/2068716/2077186/2087369/2087447/030829_PassedOut.jpg
i hope i dont have too many more of those nights