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Posted: Fri Jun 16, 2006 4:49 pm
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Last night i went out with my brother. We actually went to go get a pack of cigarettes but his friend called on the way home so we went and picked him up, i think his name was erin or something. Anyways his friend erin gets in and he's all "marcus, let's go garage hopping!" and for anyone who doesn't know garage hopping is when you drive around looking for open garages, if you find one you walk in and check for a fridge then steal their liquor. So anyways we all go out and the first two we find had nothing, the third one had a cooler so my brother comes back in the car and we find out the cooler's full of pop and not beer. (but atleast it was coke)
So we leave the neighborhoods we were in and go to south river hills and found one. So my brother and his friend run in and come out with handfuls of mikes hard lemonade and a few millers. So we all start drinking (and punky you would have been proud of me i got good and wasted) then we went to shooters which is a pool hall. We tried playing pool but all of use were too drunk to make any shots so we leave and my brother and erin are like "let's go back to that garage and grab the rest."
So we go back and they come back out with the rest of the beer/mikes and my brother has a huge box of pixie stix (score) But then i hear someone screaming, it's like a guy's voice and he's all, "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!" so we hit the gas and get the ******** outta there and finish off the liqour while sitting on the roof of our elementary school.
After we were finished we went to drop eric off and we see this van, and it turns out to be the same van that was in the garage we robbed. So this guy like took off after us trying to find us and s**t. So we end up having to lose him through some neighbors hoods. We drop off erin and then went home.
So i get into bed, get out of bed, puke, go back to bed and wake up in the morning with bruises everywhere. Man the s**t you don't feel when you're drunk.
So yeah that's my story mrgreen
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Posted: Fri Jun 16, 2006 7:59 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 16, 2006 8:32 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 17, 2006 12:10 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 17, 2006 10:15 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 17, 2006 10:38 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 17, 2006 11:05 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 17, 2006 11:51 am
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punkarama Gunnery Sgt Hartman whee Awesome story pixiebaby I don't know how big 40 is. im sure it'd get me drunk, I'm a cheap date. 40 oz Yeah. Still no idea
But then Vexxed told me. For me two of those will get me wammed.
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Posted: Sat Jun 17, 2006 6:13 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 17, 2006 8:53 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 18, 2006 4:54 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 18, 2006 5:00 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 12:07 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 7:37 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 8:02 pm
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Gunnery Sgt Hartman Vexxed i don't believe you you srsly have to be joking Well sry that we don't have the iron (and inhumane) constiution that you have. rolleyes ******** not hardcore at all the most "hardcore" thing i used to do when drinking is just snort saraquil and s**t like that before i drank rolleyes
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