Coming Off An Awful Night

Euphanasia

Well-Known Member
#1
Last night was terrible. I went out with my brother and my friend chad. My brother really pissed me off because he thinks that just because he is single there will be no drama in his life. He's hanging out with two girls - Megan and Liz. Megan is crazy and somehow thinks they're dating. Her life pretty much consists of vodka and cop cars. Liz is much more mellow and down to earth. Both of these girls are at the bar last night and my idiot brother thinks there will be no drama. I guess he got into it with Megan and then we got into it because his stupidity is getting to me and Chad and I waited at the dartboard half the night because he said he was coming upstairs to play. Then Chad was too hungover from the night before to drink anything so he just kind of hung around feeling like shit.

The worst part of the night came when Chad and I were walking down the stairs. I was already angry and in a pretty bad mood. I was in front, Chad walking behind me. He slipped and fell - not a stumble, but a complete, hard fall - and crashed into me. My legs went flying out from under me and I fell hard on the steps, cut open my foot, injured my leg and my back (which has been bothering me for two months now and hurt as it was). So now I'm angry, in pain and covered in beer because that's pretty much what the steps were soaked in. I just got up and I'm about to go to work soon (today is the second busiest day of the year at my job) and I'm in an awful mood. Fucking back is killing me and I just disinfected my foot.

Happy holidays.
 

Flipmo

VIP Member
Staff member
#5
I slipped last night in the parking lot, I looked like an olympic diver during the Jordanesk hang-time in the air. Needless to say, the chick in the Merc had a good laugh.

Happy Holidays to you too. :)
 

keco52

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Staff member
#7
Megan is crazy and somehow thinks they're dating.
"If you hit this two times then we go together"
That's how girls think.

That was my random thought of the day...don't really have anything else to add.

Oh yea...I agree that you should take advantage of the lovely blog feature that you are provided on this wonderful wonderful website.
 
#13
You know what I do for fun? I play Halo 3 on Live. If I want to drink, I drink while I play, and, like I'm sure I've mentioned before, my kills per game go from about 12 or so to 20+. And then if I really wanna get fucked up, I'll go out and do it. But damn man, this is like every weekend for you.
 

Tha_Wood

Underboss
Staff member
#14
not that impressive/bad.

i think i have said this before but your awful nights are pretty much a good night compared to shit i have done. this kinda stuff makes you come off kind of bitch like.

no offense.
 

Jokerman

Well-Known Member
#15
I was in front, Chad walking behind me. He slipped and fell - not a stumble, but a complete, hard fall - and crashed into me. My legs went flying out from under me and I fell hard on the steps, cut open my foot, injured my leg and my back (which has been bothering me for two months now and hurt as it was).
Then I vomited all over his ass. Into his crack. Into his asshole. On his ass cheeks. On the small of his back. Everywhere.

Megan turned her head, said, "what are you doing?," saw me vomiting on Chad, screamed "Oh my God!," and immediately joined me:

"BBBBBBLLLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH"
 

raywaters11

Well-Known Member
#16
You know what I do for fun? I play Halo 3 on Live. If I want to drink, I drink while I play, and, like I'm sure I've mentioned before, my kills per game go from about 12 or so to 20+. And then if I really wanna get fucked up, I'll go out and do it. But damn man, this is like every weekend for you.
i NEVER see you on live... u play better while drunk? I'll have to try that. My kills per game are like... 8ish lol.

not that impressive/bad.

i think i have said this before but your awful nights are pretty much a good night compared to shit i have done. this kinda stuff makes you come off kind of bitch like.

no offense.
how could that *possibly* be deemed offensive? </sarcasm>

Then I vomited all over his ass. Into his crack. Into his asshole. On his ass cheeks. On the small of his back. Everywhere.

Megan turned her head, said, "what are you doing?," saw me vomiting on Chad, screamed "Oh my God!," and immediately joined me:

"BBBBBBLLLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH"
The Tucker Max Story?
 

Duke

Well-Known Member
Staff member
#20
Moral of the story:

Staircase descent happens in order of intoxication.

Can't believe you didn't know that. Amateur.
 

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