Being drunk

Cobster

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Being drunk and coming home from a club (not a SC, but a regular dance club). sucks.

However, I got a # tonight so all is not lost.


But fuck am i ever horny :P
 
Thanks for stating the obvious, telling everyone on TERB you have no game, and for proving that you cant close a deal. Better check the number, I say the odds are 50/50 that you get a Tim Hortons. :D

sorry, but i felt obligated to shoot at such an easy target
 
jerbear said:
I can remember taking 3 hours to drive home drunk and I only lived less than 4 blocks away.
Sad.
Wonder why I stopped drinking.

LMAO!!!

i haven't laughed so hard at my monitor in a long time, thanks Jer.
 
MuffinMuncher said:
Thanks for stating the obvious, telling everyone on TERB you have no game, and for proving that you cant close a deal. Better check the number, I say the odds are 50/50 that you get a Tim Hortons.
sorry, but i felt obligated to shoot at such an easy target

Odds are 50/50 i get a tim hortons?

So you're saying my chances are getting a Tim Horton's number versus hers are equal, yet, you imply that the odds were really not 50/50 but leaned more towards the Timmie's number? :confused:

Sorry had to state the obvious confusion in your statement =D

btw, ill keep you informed whether or not it's her number.

Chanes are 50/50 it was hers (doh! i just said what you said)
 
so next time i'm at mds and i see someone passed out...ill know exactly who it is :D
 
Once at a drive in ,buddy bet me I couldn't chug 1/2 a 40 ,did it, they took bets on me how long before I puked or couldn't talk.
5 minutes for the talking ,don't remember puking. Same night tied buddy to speaker post and left him for 3 hours. Couldn't figure out the marks on his wrists the next day. I think I made a new exit outta the drive in that night.
Good old days.
 
lmao


btw tommy's milkshakes?
 
This thread reminds me of the time I was designated driver, ferrying the fallen home in my van. They decided they needed to relieve some of the internal pressure, but we couldn't find a place to stop. So they opened the back door -- picture six guys all pissing simultaneously out of the back of my van. Then I had to brake sharply. They lost their balance, and tumbled inside, still pissing of course... Laugh!
 
It was just a passing thought from times gone by, jerbear.

I actually prefer awareness these days, even with all it's bullshit.

Some of those blackouts still remain a mystery. Waking up in a hotel room with no idea how you got there or why you are there, is weird. At least if there were someone there, whether you knew them or not they could fill you in. Well at least I was in a real bed that time. Sure beats those criss cross metal benches and having some dude in uniform fill ya in.