Can you say f***ed up?

lolz all awesome stories...

lets see last time I was blackout drunk... I "apparently" fell over like at least 30 times on the hard stone and woke up with my face really hurting and a HUGE dark dark black bruise right above my left kidney... apparently when asked how much i had i responded with "I didnt drink anytin" (and then fell over again) I also apparently thought the girl i was there with was a tree and went over to make up and appologize to the tree and gave it a nice hug and then the fun ended and i was woken up at 8AM by a swift kick to the bruise on my back, my room smelling like puke and me still stupid drunk


not one of my better moments but a story to tell

In mexico, almost every night was like that, but it was one night that was just crazy as fuck...
I had like, 10 or 11 shots by the end of the night, so i was juts wasted, that doesnt include all of the mixed shit i was drinking all day, but shit... Anyway, i drink all of this, go down on the beach and chill with these kids that i had met there, we are just sittin there drinkin smokin the shitty bud and out of nowhere comes this beach patrol quad...
i was like skuurk im outta here and i just tried to run, i guess i fell but next thing i remember is eating sand and just flipping over and over, hit my head on a beach chair and layed there for what seemed like maybe a minute, but next thing iknow im engulfed in water and my shirt and sunglasses are gone (nice aviators) but my flip flops are still on haha, that was a nice wake up call, but i was still wasted, and the only other thing i remember is this dude tryin to hook up with the girl i had been chillin with, all i remember is jumping out from behind the elevator and clocking him, and requiem for a dream... rest of the night was just a blur... sheeit, next morning i pissed like afuckin race horse hahah...

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Originally Posted by Runaway Jim

sheeit, next morning i pissed like afuckin race horse hahah...

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lolz i think we can all relate to that