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Juggernaut2148
I’ll start with this one but I might put up the one where my brothers rearranged the furniture and removed the light bulbs from all the lamps when I went drinking with my buds one time. This story I’ve titled The Pink Ring……..and it’s true;
I was 18 (drinking age was lower back then……shut up you young punks) and had recently broke up with my girlfriend at the time. My buddy Wack (no it wasn’t his name but one we called him……..he was a nut.) and I decided to just tie one on. We were at this little bar a buddy of ours father owned. We had been there since 6 that evening and about an hour before closing our buddy came over to tell us that he was closing up but we were to go to our car and wait till the last person left then he would let us back in. Well, everyone takes off and we go back in. Our buddy opens the cash register and said “here is all the money you’ll need to play anything in the place”. He then walks back to the kitchen area and opens up the fridge and said “here’s all the food you care to eat” and then walks over to the cooler and said “And here is all the beer you can drink”. Between the three of us we drank so much beer that we built a giant pyramid in the middle of the floor out of the empties! (By the way we broke the bottles staggering into them and had to come back before the place opened the next day and clean up the mess.)
About 4 in the morning I decided it was time to go home. I rode with Wack so I needed him to run me home. As it would turn out Wack had pasted out but that did not deter me from my mission. Our buddy helped me carry him out to the car and place him in the driver seat (yes we placed him behind the wheel…………I was in no condition to drive!) and I ran (no I didn’t run but you get the point) around and jumped in the passenger seat. I reached over cranked the car, dropped it in reverse and slapped him until he was awake enough to hear me yell a few times “Wack you’re taking me home”. I told him I would mind my side of the car if he could manage his (In case you guys don’t already know the unwritten rule, when riding in a car, the passenger is responsible for his side of the car for the trip home. If his side of the car runs off the road the driver has the right to punch him and tell him to watch the road. Hahaha). Thank God I lived about two miles from the bar! I have no idea how we made it but we did.
I jump out of the car and run into the hose and tell Wack I’ll talk to him later. I get in the house and by this time I’m completely burning up. I’m so hot that I strip down to nothing and fall asleep in the bath tub (Hey! It was nice and cool). I wake up a few hours later sick as a dog. I’m worshipping the porcelain alter when my old man walks into the bathroom. (Mind you, I’m stark naked puking up everything.) He looks over my shoulder and said “Keep an eye out for a pink ring, if you see it take your pinky finger and fish that out you’ll need it” I said “what’s the pink ring for” in between breaths. He said “that will be you’re a$$hole and you’ll want to get that stitched back in”. “Dad,” I said “Why are you giving me all the grief?” He said he came to tell me Wack was in the drive way. I gather myself up and walk out side (yes I put on some shorts first) and sure enough Wack is there passed out on the steering wheel……………..he passed out and the engine ran until all the gas was gone.
As a lesson my old man would not let us borrow the car to go get gas so Wack and I had to walk ten miles to get gas (I lived in the woods……..my nearest neighbor was nine miles away.). It had to be something to see too see two guys walking down the road, hung over as hell stopping every ten minutes to puck. That night we swore off beer and went with hard liquor. Hahahahah
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) and then lost my favorite sweartshirt. Good news though, my friend just got that sweatshirt back for me. 
), after that i downed another 3-4 6's whiskey and starting drinking even more beer. In the end the total came out 8 6' whiskey and 14 beers in about 2½-3 hours. This was enough for me and i passed out on the table. The bouncer said i had to go, i went out and puked all the way down the hill that the bar was on, chinese food all over 
