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Former pr0n slinger.
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When I was 16 or so I got really drunk at a bar while celebrating a new flag for our sportsclub or something like that, I passed out in the toilets. Half an hour later I woke up because a bunch of people were pounding on the door. After 10 minutes I realised they were trying to wake me up. So I woke up and opened the door. What I didn't realised was that apparently I had taken a dump... next to the toilet.
Next thing I knew I woke up in my bed the next morning ![]() Happy happy ![]() Oh yeah, the miami cheetos adventure was nice too ![]() |
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"Faith is believing what you know ain't so." ~ Mark Twain
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No offence Apu, but when they were handing out religions you must have been out taking a whizz
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Ok... mine was in New Orleans. I really got into those daquiris... you don't really feel like you're drinking, it's hot, you're walking up and down Bourbon Street and 3 bluecrack daquiris and 2 hurricaines later you're blitzed out of your mind.
I had always prided myself on being able to out-drink my hubby so he had fun laughing at me that night. Don't remember a DAMN thing I said/did but he has fun telling me about it. I guess I made quite the spectacle of myself although he's still shocked I didn't get sick.... and I didn't have TOO bad of a hangover the next day. Just wore my sunglasses quite a bit and had a little headache. That's MY worst drunk... usually I'm the one laughing @ everyone else. lol ![]() |
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