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#3
Posted 17 March 2007 - 5:04 PM
It's officially the major drinking holiday here in the states!
stash is making Irish stew tonight and maybe a couple of people will stop by. Other than that we're going to relax at home - too many amateurs on the road on holidays like this.
Have fun, get on a party and be safe kids!!
stash is making Irish stew tonight and maybe a couple of people will stop by. Other than that we're going to relax at home - too many amateurs on the road on holidays like this.
Have fun, get on a party and be safe kids!!
be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle
#11
Posted 18 March 2007 - 7:49 AM
Won soccer, scored goal, scared opponents (two called me a "psyycho"), awesome.
Drunk as fuck. Got thrown out of bar. Climbed fence back in. Thrown out again. Banned for one year. Now home, stoned as fuck. Talked to mom. She's cool.
Shame I'm not inside there. I was well in with this one girl but I'm not allowed back in the bar. Damn.
Too stoned to feel too bad.
Drunk as fuck. Got thrown out of bar. Climbed fence back in. Thrown out again. Banned for one year. Now home, stoned as fuck. Talked to mom. She's cool.
Shame I'm not inside there. I was well in with this one girl but I'm not allowed back in the bar. Damn.
Too stoned to feel too bad.
#13
Posted 18 March 2007 - 1:01 PM
ragin we didnt even win the 6 nations... Where were you scotland when we needed you...... I know if william wallace was still around he wouldnt be having any of that poo -beating all sorts.
It was amazing, cut chemist was unreal day - unreal, got uber drunk - was freaking people out and all.
It was amazing, cut chemist was unreal day - unreal, got uber drunk - was freaking people out and all.
#14
Posted 19 March 2007 - 1:06 AM
toomuch'stash Escribi�:
86'd! the shame! bwah.
For the record, it was not for being too drunk. It was relatively early in the night still and I was not permitted back in the bar after urinating outside the backdoor since the place was like a maze and I could not find the washrooms. In retrospect, a bad idea. ;-)
Was not pleased, tried negotiating, bribing, getting friends to call in favours, etc. No dice. Eventually climbed a 15 foot wall to get back in through the patio and was physically removed from the premises thereafter.
D'oh!
Frustrating, but in hindsight, rather amusing. Got a good night's sleep, though.
#17
Posted 20 March 2007 - 12:51 AM
Darkstarexodus Escribi�:
For the record, it was not for being too drunk. It was relatively early in the night still and I was not permitted back in the bar after urinating outside the backdoor since the place was like a maze and I could not find the washrooms. In retrospect, a bad idea. ;-)
Was not pleased, tried negotiating, bribing, getting friends to call in favours, etc. No dice. Eventually climbed a 15 foot wall to get back in through the patio and was physically removed from the premises thereafter.
D'oh!
Frustrating, but in hindsight, rather amusing. Got a good night's sleep, though.
Similar story with me, though not on St. Patty's Day.
I was at a house party on the second floor of an apartment building. The DJ there was spinning well into the night, and after a few, or a handful, really, there was a long line for the one bathroom. For some reason, I decided that stepping out onto the balcony and peeing into the adjacent alleyway was a brilliant idea, and I almost thought I was going to get away with it until the last bit when people started yelling at me.
I walked away from the balcony and tried to act naturally, and the next thing I knew three rather large guys came up looking for a guy in a white shirt (me). Thankfully, I was drunk enough to put on a front like I had no idea what was going on, and somehow I convinced them that possibly the guy they wanted ran out the door just a few seconds ago. Hope you find him, of course. That's fucked up.
#18
Posted 20 March 2007 - 3:16 AM
MadPooter Escribi�:
Similar story with me, though not on St. Patty's Day.
I was at a house party on the second floor of an apartment building. The DJ there was spinning well into the night, and after a few, or a handful, really, there was a long line for the one bathroom. For some reason, I decided that stepping out onto the balcony and peeing into the adjacent alleyway was a brilliant idea, and I almost thought I was going to get away with it until the last bit when people started yelling at me.
I walked away from the balcony and tried to act naturally, and the next thing I knew three rather large guys came up looking for a guy in a white shirt (me). Thankfully, I was drunk enough to put on a front like I had no idea what was going on, and somehow I convinced them that possibly the guy they wanted ran out the door just a few seconds ago. Hope you find him, of course. That's fucked up.
ha ha X-D , smoooooth
#19
Posted 20 March 2007 - 4:59 AM
Best part was when I got home, I saw the garage light on, meaning my mom was still awake, having a smoke. I'd had a few drinks but was quite capable of driving home, but I knew she wouldn't be pleased nonetheless.
So, to solve the dilemma, I quickly powersmoked two joints and walk in then door absolutely cooked and tell her I just freshly got stoned outside and yeah, I was fine to drive (which I really was).
I then went downstairs after chatting for a bit and the next thing I know it's almost noon the next day. It hit me like an absolute ton of bricks, overriding the ephedrine. I was surprised I woke up in bed and not on the floor or in my chair.
Oh, and I found out tonight that the girl I was trying it on with just freshly turned 18. I'd met her before, which I didn't know Saturday night, and she'd managed to get into the club we had been at that previous time while underage. Sounds like I had a pretty good chance with her before being booted. D'oh!
So, to solve the dilemma, I quickly powersmoked two joints and walk in then door absolutely cooked and tell her I just freshly got stoned outside and yeah, I was fine to drive (which I really was).
I then went downstairs after chatting for a bit and the next thing I know it's almost noon the next day. It hit me like an absolute ton of bricks, overriding the ephedrine. I was surprised I woke up in bed and not on the floor or in my chair.
Oh, and I found out tonight that the girl I was trying it on with just freshly turned 18. I'd met her before, which I didn't know Saturday night, and she'd managed to get into the club we had been at that previous time while underage. Sounds like I had a pretty good chance with her before being booted. D'oh!
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