Got Drigh as hell last night. Twas awesome.
Until I started with the internal monologue.
Tried to open a Guinness Draught (sp?) on the side of a table.
Oops. Table lost.
Host was (I think) a bit of a dick about it, but then we were both drunk so I don't know.
(I.E. a
very small part of the table came off under the bottle cap)
(If you're reading this dude, I'm
really sorry about that.)
So, last night.
Drank a bit, had half a pizza (split with me best mate).
Drank more, played beer pong. Got in a circle in the garage, shared someone's piece. Smoked.
Drank more.
Drank more.
(table incident)Played Kings.
Owned everyone as Thumb-Master.
Drank more.
Smoked some more.
HOT girl brought some, didn't have a piece, I had my oney (hard-core sp?)
Went back inside.
Drank more.
...
Woke up.
Came home, went to sleep. Had a bad dream.
Drank: A swig of Jameson. A couple swigs of Camelot Mead. One Killian's. Six beer pong cups of Killian's. Two Guinness Draughts. Two or three glasses of Seagram's and Coca-Cola.
Fun times.
Sorta.
Damn social events.