I doubt he'll recall ever being that wiped out either. I've been told a story once by old classmates of an evening during my freshmen campaign of a young 18 yr old lad having been on his first pub crawl bender experiencing what is clinically called "beer muscles". Well this young lad staggered off the elevator and into the dorm lounge where a pompous arrogant prick of an upperclassman ( kinda a 59 character if you follow me....smart, right all the time and let you know it...) Proceeded to verbally abuse and shower our young lad with rapier wit. So this pickled youth decided to heavy the lounge sofa out the open window, and yes the prick was still seated. Did I mention this was the 3rd floor? My room are came to the rescue following the screams of said prick dangling to the window ledge....the damn couch never did fit all the way. I recall none of this directly, but take responsibility for being the reason they hence chained down the common area furniture. The moral of this story...drink using the buddy system and know when enough is enough. The corollary.... Don't piss off a drunk. Lol!
If he was sent to do a beer run by his friends or if the others stayed in the car & sent him in only as a joke, then its no longer funny.............its pathetic.
Funny this guy never did get his beer to the counter. I doubt as much as he wanted that 12 pack, he could of even drank another beer, before passing out before he got a sip....Sad, hope the asshole wasn't driving.... In all my many years, can I recall ever greeting this plowed. But like 59 so adeptly pointed out, I doubt he or anyone else who gets this plowed will ever wake up to remember such........! One of many reasons to legalize Cannabis in lieu of alcohol. As guns don't kill; people do, alcohol doesn't kill, drunks who don't know when to quit or stay do......
I've had my share of resting my face on the side of the cool porcelan throne but like I said, I never got that bad.
I bet you've never heard of a Mayhaw berry. In fact, I bet 59 has a jar of Mayhaw Jelly in his pantry, and I 2nd bet, no one here who has not been to the south doesn't know what a mayhaw berry is. One of the best kept secrets with Southern Cuisine. on second thought I bet Michael also knows what mayhaw berries are.
As you hugged the Porcelain throne Rick, have you ever puked so hard, projectile like, you smothered the ceiling of that restroom? I did ONCE, only Once...! Boy did that one piss my Dad off, the next morn when I was passed out, and he was getting ready for work. Crazy thing was, I never even knew I hit the ceiling, shit the entire restroom looked like it flooded with puke, but then that was b/t 4-5 decades ago.........!!!
Alright..........What's a pantry without Mayhaw Jelly? An empty pantry....! Man, I miss my Mayhaw, like the commercial when we were kids: "I want my Maypo"...screw the Maypo, give me Mayhaw any day........and a few dozen Pecan Pralines, with a fresh Georgia Peach Smoothie.....! I've never seen any other state than Georgia tho' with as many flowers, fruit tree blossoms, et al. In fact isn't it about time for the Macon Maraschino Cherry Festival? I gotta' say Georgia is one of the nicest, scenic states, of the 44 states, I've been to, as fine as any, unless one has to have Mountains, even then Stone Mt. is a great area.....NTM-the Beaches of the Southern Half of GA. are as fine as one will ever see, IMO....!!!
Nothing wrong with being called Stumpy at all........ It all began in Texas in the early middle 1800s, when they measured a Bulls size from the tip from one horn to the other, in lieu of length. Thus if you hear a Southerner say, Dude, I only have 5 inches, he's talking about the width, not length....Yes Sir Texas Measurements.......!
