Remember that one time you got so drunk you fucked your exs' best friend or so thats what everyone is telling you. No? Or do these things only happen to me? Yeah thats exactly what I thought.
Where do I begin? Lets start at the fact one night I went to the bar with my ex his best friend Earl and Earls crush Daisy (who for the record states I really didn't like but thats gonna be in the later paragraphs. So where was I? Oh yeah the bar, now we get there and everything was cool. We hung out like this every weekend because of Karaoke night but on this particular night a birthday party was going on se we figured why not join in what could go wrong? I need you guys to keep in mind I wasn't a drinker but Daisy was and she felt the need to egg it on as did the guys when they caught on.
Now Daisy throws her money on the bar and stands on the stool and screams "SHOTS ALL AROUND" of course the whole room cheers wildly, at this point I was nervous but hey I can hang with he best. So Daisy pulls me to the side and hands me two shots of Vodka and tells me to take her on one by one. She kinda got on my nerves so I figured maybe if I play along she will go away. She downs the two shots like its nothing while I sit there sipping the first one. I was feeling pretty intimidated but everyone was singing loud and dancing so I didn't want to ruin it. I held my breath and downed the shots. Everything sucked in its entirety but she wanted to keep going. Next thing you know she's got 16 shots lined up, all I could think was "this girl is gonna give me alcohol poisoning" I played along though.
She finished her line and cheered me on for mine, I was buzzing pretty bad at this point so I dint really notice the taste. However I do remember her asking me if I was drunk yet every five minuets but I did my best not to jump to conclusions. I was totally out there, to a point they had to pick me up and carry me to the car because I couldn't hold my liquor. I remember us coming home and for some reason dicing to make enchiladas, that seemed to be Daisys idea and she insister her and my ex go together to get the supplies. I was still pretty out there so I continued to lay there on the couch until Earl decided to haul me up the stairs into my room. I remember my stomach being sick and the room spinning. It was a moment like that, that made me never want to drink again in my entire life.
I was pretty close to sleeping when daisy barged into my room, super irritating I was just like what on earth could this moron want now. For some reason she calls herself undressing me and asking me why I didn't get comfortable yet. I was dozing in and out and I really didn't pay her any mind as long as I didn't have to move everything was great.I remember everything after that going blank as I slept happily on my bed now I comes at 2 am I hear Earl banging Daisy in the shower I guess he had one too many as well.
Now I wake up the next morning with a hangover from hell and I find Earl snoring right next to me. I fall out of bed in a panic as I jumped to wake him up. Oddly enough he was telling me to breathe something I couldn't do because neither of us could remember if we did anything or not, he gets up and makes his way to the door and who conveniently is standing outside of it?!?! You guessed it Daisy.
Well guess who's life got even more stupid after that. Yup you guessed it. Now I was a homie hopping drunk who likes to cry about their life in the middle of the street. At least according to Daisy who bitched me out about sleeping with her crush, and my ex who ironically had no reason to be mad considering me and him slept with his ex but you know all is fair in alcohol, crushes, and war.
Moral of the story be careful who you drink with some of them might intentionally set you up with their crush just to make you look bad.
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