The I'm drunk thread

**Brand X** · 10 May 2006, 04:35 AM

I only post in this thread when I'm drunk and getting no ass, which make sme sad

**Brisco Bold** · 28 May 2006, 06:01 AM

It's 4:56 up in Pick-city, Ontario. I'm home. My PJs, backpack, and umbrella (!) are at some dude's house. He got kicked out of the club, C-Lounge, some 75 minutes after we got in. My other buddy is supposed to bring them back to my place later today. He went home with some girl, so our plan to crash at dude's place went to shit.

He has some weird asian-radar. He finds them, hones in, then reels them in. All his friends are stupified. How does this French/Greek fuck pull this shit off? Doesn't matter. Keep your asians. They're too stoosh.

I'm drunk. Haven't been drunk in like four months. Feels good. Birds chirp, and I type away.

You know what's great about being inebriated? The mistaken idea that everything you're thinking/feeling/saying is unique in some way.

Emo ftw.

**Cowutopia** · 12 Jun 2006, 04:15 AM

So Rich killed this thread? Everyone feels guilty about talking about good drunken times?

Saturday I drove down to TCNJ (Blech, hate the Trenton area) to a party at my friend's new (rented) house near campus. We started drinking at around 3:30 PM and finished up about twelve hours later. It was possibly the best time I've had at a party; no one got sick, wiffle ball was played, I went undefeated in beer pong, we ate good pizza, and Edmonton won their playoff game (not to mention there were 6 other hockey fans at the party.)

The guys had a metal firepit and we made a fire around dusk and made s'mores. The fire stayed lit until well after midnight, and it was really a nice thing. It's always nice when there's a place at a party to get some fresh air, like a balcony or something, but being able to roast my toes by the fire as it got cold and enjoy a beer and share laughs was fantastic.

When the fire was out everyone trucked inside and the party wrapped up with your requisite drunken sing-alongs. The neighbors were all cool (we checked beforehand) so there was no cop trouble and everyone had a comfy place to sleep.

The next day we all woke up and went to IHOP for breakfast. I really couldn't have scripted it any better than that. Well, except for one thing. My GF and I actually slept in a room with two other couples, some of our closest friends, and we had a good (albeit short, we were exhausted) time doing childhood sleepovery type stuff and talking, but it would have been nice to have had our own room.

Go drink people, it's summer. Time to try enjoying your life a bit.

**napalm** · 12 Jun 2006, 11:27 AM

Saturday night a buddy of my had a bonfire over at his place. Everyone was chill and drinking.

His ex-girlfriend came over, who he had fucked last night, but she refused to kill him because she has a boyfriend. This was not the case last night, and make friend mad! Friend argue with girl, girl slap friend, everyone in uproar.

Night is ruined.

**Kev** · 30 Jun 2006, 03:37 AM

a forty a sixker of beer and a bottle of wine and i'don't vive a fuck about yall i'm fuckinjg feelin' that hsit mothervucuker. fuck yall bitches who hate me. FUCK YOU. and to all yall tha are cool or don't care... get on my level, and you'll see what' the fuckk is up.

alcoholohl for the win, bitches.

pee ess.... josh is right... street figher is serious businesss.