Happy Friday everyone! Let's start the weekend off right by drinking before noon š Unless you actually have to go into the office, then I wouldn't recommend it! With the weekend in mind I wanted to talk about some crazy drunk stories we may have hidden in the cobwebs of our slowly aging minds. Okay, let's go! When I think of my crazy, stupid, drunk story, an image of Fahrenheit 451 instantly comes to mind. It was a beautiful night in the city of Boston Massachusetts, and I was sitting on a park bench just a short distance from the train station. My dad had come to visit that weekend and after driving around the serpentine streets of New England countryside, he had a plane to catch and steadily drove off. I contacted my friend who lived in the suburban area of the city and he agreed to meet me at the Scholars Lounge for drinks. I drank 3 Gin and Tonics in less than an hour and with no water or food and a lack of sleep I quickly spiraled downhill. I remember walking through the streets of his neighborhood, not sure how we got there, but I do remember him trying to make a move on me before I passed out. After he assessed my condition, he helped me walk to his place where I instantly fell asleep. I woke up to a copy of Fahrenheit 451 on the night stand and started reading it, despite my hangover. There was another time when I had just turned 21 and decided it would be a good idea to start the night with a Long Island Ice Tea... big mistake! My friend had to put her arm around me to keep me upright and I remember pointing out every cop I saw that night, in a voice that could be heard from across the street, as only drunken voices can.
My friend and I finished off the night by singing Brittany Spears' song Toxic at a gay bar. The one and only time I would do karaoke! Do you have any Crazy, Stupid, Drunk Stories? Share in the comments below!
I have so many.... I don't even know where to begin. You know most of the good ones already! I don't really drink much these days anymore, so thankfully they are HOPEFULLY mostly behind me! That's a good one though, I don't think you ever told me about that one!
I was with a friend at a card room where the dealers knew us by name. I wasn't much of a card player but enjoyed conversing with the dealers and catching up with them. I ordered a few drinks. The drink lady at some point cut me off but one of the dealers vouched for me so she brought me another Long Island. The manager came over and said hi, I asked her for another shot. The drink lady said she had already cut me off, the manager assured her that it would be fine. By the end of the evening I had hugged most of the room, bought marijuana off another drunk woman (I don't smoke.) and talked toā¦