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Originally Posted by The Rick
Mine was from college (CMSU...err, UCM).
After a night of heavy drinking on Pine St., I somehow made it back to my apartment and in my bed. I woke up the next day and my friend/roommate was laughing and asking me about the puke in the bathroom. Apparently, I almost made it to the toilet. I had absolutely no recollection.  |
Also from CMSU, and Pine Street...
I was sitting at a table on nickel draw/dollar pitcher night, watching the room spin. A buddy kept trying to get me up and moving, I wasn't feeling good at all, and didn't want to move.
He convinced me that we should get up and "walk the circle" (the bar was arranged in a circle... every once in a while you'd walk a lap, look for people you know, "mingle" a bit, tell them you had a table, invite 'em to have a seat, etc.) Anyway, when it happened it hit my buddy square between the shoulder blades. In my drunken state, all I could do was laugh... and make a hasty exit.
He actually took it really, really well. I'd have kicked my ass.