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Posted 5 months ago
TWO! and six.
Anonymous asked

Oh God, another drunken story…

Well this one time I went to one of my good girl friend’s show at HVCC with a few girl, and we of course got drunk in the HVCC parking lot before hand to make it more fun… Sooo when we got in there, the girls were super loud and laughing because… well it was the Vagina Monologues. If you don’t know what that is… you should see it. It’s really funny and good.

Well anyway. After we got super drunk and embarrassed ourselves and I said hi to my friends we went back to one of the girls’ house and got a lot more drunk and I ended up having a threesome with two of them, which was sweet (it was my second one, but still amazing). We ended up going out after that to some weird party where we met some guys and almost got into a fight, and one of the girls put a cigarette out on a douchebags leg, so that was really funny.
After that we went back and I had sex with one of the girls again and then fell asleep. So that was a fun night.

6) From my Mom “Why can’t you come down here?”
I guess I should go downstairs… 

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Posted 5 months ago
2. it better be a good one, bitch.
breathingsecrets asked

Oh fuck. Now I gotta sit here and think of some random drunk time that’s good. THEY’RE ALL GOOD. Mostly.

One comes to mind the first time I blacked out I was drinking at Tony’s house on Birch (like 3 houses from you) in his backyard and I remember going to the bathroom and falling down and yelling “hellllppp. helllpppp” until one of my friends helped me stand because I couldn’t on my own. Another one of my friends was absolutely hammered and kept climbing the fence into Pashley and eventually we left. But on the way out I tripped on something or just couldn’t walk, slammed into his screen and ripped it and smashed my toe (I was wearing sandals as it was the summer) into an incredibly sharp rock. This led to me blacking out walking down Birch with my foot GUSHING blood. Not only that, but my two friends ran off because one was running around like an airplane in people’s lawns and the other was trying to get him home because he was even more drunk than I was.

I remember calling the one less drunk friend and being like “yo… where are you.” then I’d teleport 5 meters down the street and be like “yo I’m blacking out… fuck” while he’s trying to stop our other friend from vomiting everywhere and rolling in it.

Weirdly enough I got home fine other than my gushing toe and woke up in my bed with (I think) my clothes on and my bloody foot rolling around in my clean sheets. I laughed it off and drank a buncha water and slept a lot.

That’s one of them. I have like hundreds more. I should write a book.