Man, my 4th kicked frickin' ass! My dealer (and good friend) wanted to come over to my place and get drunk with some friends. She hooked me up with a fat twenty, so I said I'd be perfectly welcome to have them over.

Well, after there was only 5 of us left, she started asking me to drink. I told them it'd be pointless because it'd take 7 or 8 to get me buzzin. She said, it doesn't matter. They have a 24 pack of Bud Light, and 2 six packs of Corona. So, anyway, I'm stoned now, and I grab a Corona. I don't even taste it, it's like drinking water. So I take a huge gulp, and another. I look down, and a half the bottle is gone. This is my first time drinking in about...5 months. So, she starts laughing and calls me a lil' alcoholic. Tells me to have another. And another. So, I've had 3 now.

They want to go shoot off the fireworks and shit. So my other friend (who is only mildly buzzin' from weed and nothing else) drives us to the middle of nowhere to do fireworks. So now it's me, my one friend, her boyfriend (the one driving, my dealer, and her boyfriend (my friend as well).
My dealer just tells me to keep drinking, they all start telling me to chug them and shit. By the night's end, I'd had 8 Coronas. I was druuuuunk. And I was surprised I was drunk. I chugged 5 Buds once, and wasn't even buzzing. So, anyway, It was fun, I got drunk and stoned. I loved it!! WHOO! =)