Alright, I actually have a funny story to post about a life experience I had this weekend.
Well, this weekend I went out camping in a place called Sulphurous Lake (no worries, the lake wasn't named after the substance literally). My dad's friend owns the place, so we got to stay for free. Along with us were other buddies of my dad's, and well.. one particular guy who came alone, Jack Daniel's. For those who don't know, Jack Daniel's is a brand of whiskey. Darn good whiskey too.. which brings me to the "highlight" of the weekend. I was drinking 1/4 Jack, and 3/4 7-Up. It only took me about two to get me drunk, and another two got me really drunk. This isn't the really funny part.. I just said a whole bunch of stupid things, laughed a lot and had a difficult time trying to walk. The funny part is when I passed out in my friends tent trailer. Apparently I got up in the middle of the night to go have a piss (I don't remember this AT ALL, not even a trace), and well I couldn't find the door. I was probably really really drunk at this time (even more so than before) because when I couldn't find the door, I apparently fell and hit a bunch of boxes and then pissed my pants. Yep, that's right. I pissed my pants drunk. One of the guys in the tent trailer got up and cleaned it up.. thank god, because damn that would have stunk pretty bad. I went back to bed after pissing myself apparently. Afterwards, not sure how much later, I got up again. This time I made it out of the door, to do I don't know what. I went around the side of the trailer (no idea how, if I couldn't find the door the first time) and ran into a boat and fell onto the ground. The same guy who cleaned up my piss the first time came out and got me. I don't even know if I was awake or whatnot, because I can't remember a trace of it. I woke up much later (with consciousness) and just remember my pants being wet.. that's about all.
But yeah. Next morning was brutal, hangovers suck.
Well, this weekend I went out camping in a place called Sulphurous Lake (no worries, the lake wasn't named after the substance literally). My dad's friend owns the place, so we got to stay for free. Along with us were other buddies of my dad's, and well.. one particular guy who came alone, Jack Daniel's. For those who don't know, Jack Daniel's is a brand of whiskey. Darn good whiskey too.. which brings me to the "highlight" of the weekend. I was drinking 1/4 Jack, and 3/4 7-Up. It only took me about two to get me drunk, and another two got me really drunk. This isn't the really funny part.. I just said a whole bunch of stupid things, laughed a lot and had a difficult time trying to walk. The funny part is when I passed out in my friends tent trailer. Apparently I got up in the middle of the night to go have a piss (I don't remember this AT ALL, not even a trace), and well I couldn't find the door. I was probably really really drunk at this time (even more so than before) because when I couldn't find the door, I apparently fell and hit a bunch of boxes and then pissed my pants. Yep, that's right. I pissed my pants drunk. One of the guys in the tent trailer got up and cleaned it up.. thank god, because damn that would have stunk pretty bad. I went back to bed after pissing myself apparently. Afterwards, not sure how much later, I got up again. This time I made it out of the door, to do I don't know what. I went around the side of the trailer (no idea how, if I couldn't find the door the first time) and ran into a boat and fell onto the ground. The same guy who cleaned up my piss the first time came out and got me. I don't even know if I was awake or whatnot, because I can't remember a trace of it. I woke up much later (with consciousness) and just remember my pants being wet.. that's about all.
But yeah. Next morning was brutal, hangovers suck.
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