Hammered I came home from college one weekend to pick up a few things that i had forgotten. it was getting late, and i was bored so i decided to visit my girlfriend at her college 2 and a half hours away. since i didn’t want to make the trip alone, i called my best friend and asked him to tag along. on the way down we killed a case of beer (12 bought initially, 12 more bought at a gas station while we were taking a leak), and a little bit of Jim beam. twice we thought we were lost, only to be going the right way. after frequent urination stops, and asking for directions in the "ghetto" we finally arrived. i went into my girlfriends apartment pretty drunk and proceeded to make fun of her friends. my best friend and i then went across the hall and basically took over the party like we owned the place, and made some girl we didn’t know get us a pitcher of beer. we invited ourselves into a game of beer pong (this was nasty beer pong, we played on stools across the room with half full 32 oz cups), ran the house, and got totally wasted. I'm at the point now where i black out, threaten to kill all of my girlfriends male friends, and attempt to fight a little Mexican who made lewd comments about her. the only way the poor girl could get me to leave was to promise me sex, so we left and did our thing. a little while later i went back out into a party in her own apartment that was now in full swing in just my boxers. getting mad when she asked me to put a shirt on. eventually i passed out, waking up in the morning not knowing where i was, and couldn’t tell who the girl was next to me. well.....it was her, and she wasn’t pleased. later that week we broke up.
more time to drink now right?

From Eric St. Louis