One night me and my best friend Zack, were hanging out with a couple guys we didn't really know or like. Just looking for more friends at the time, and they were kinda our link to herb. Well we get in this shitty ass chevy s10 with 4 different colors of paint, and head to his house. Btw there was 4 guys in fucking truck, me and Zack were squished in the back of the cab, bed was full. We got to this guys house, he made a call supposudly a guy was gonna meet us at a wendys resturant. He was like a 10 min drive away, we got there and no guy. WTF, we waited for about 45 mins, then left that parking lot then went to another and waited for another 30mins. The guy never came we went to got pick up some Southern Comfort (mixed with cough suryp, it fucked us up) It had been fermented too for like 2 weeks. We went back to the other guys house, were gonna chill at that place and try to get some more herb.
Eventually, we just decided to get drunk because Zack brought up the fact that his dad was goin out of town, and there was liquour at his house. (Not old enough to drink) We drove over there (already drunk). We got there then tried the windows, and got in. Well this one guy named Nick who was with us fucking somehow knew which window to open and exactly where the liqour was. I was like WTF. Anyways the nextdoor neighbors woke up and me and the other guy already pulled the truck around the back and were waiting for the others. Well it took them a little long to we said fuck it they are screwed. Drove off a bit to pick em up somewhere away from the house and the disgrutled neighbors. Nick and Zack are running with 6 bottles of liqour, and jumped in the back of the truck.
We went back to the other guys house again, and started chuggin fuckin liquour like water. Zack and the other guy went to pick up beer. Me and Nick continued drinking, Zack came back hammered. He said to us "hit me", so we did, in the face, very hard. To sum it up we kicked the shit outta him just cuz we were drunk beyond recognition. Zack went outside and feel asleep in the grass, i knew then it was time to go home. Well down the street Zack started banging on the roof of the cab while he was in the bed. We got to my house, and Zack threwup all over himself. I kinda just left him the and passed out myself.

Now to this day i will never get drunk on liqour with Zack again.
sir psycho Reviewed by sir psycho on . Trying to get stoned 101 One night me and my best friend Zack, were hanging out with a couple guys we didn't really know or like. Just looking for more friends at the time, and they were kinda our link to herb. Well we get in this shitty ass chevy s10 with 4 different colors of paint, and head to his house. Btw there was 4 guys in fucking truck, me and Zack were squished in the back of the cab, bed was full. We got to this guys house, he made a call supposudly a guy was gonna meet us at a wendys resturant. He was like Rating: 5