my whole family met me out in vail for christmas one year. i stayed with them in their rented place so we could spend "family time" togather. well, they are parents and go to bed at like 9:30 so i would still go out to the bars with my friends and stuff. one night there was a coolio show at the 8150 and i got WASTED there with this old lady. fur, tons of tacky gold jewerly, platinum blonde hair, etc etc. you know exactly what i am describing.
long story short, the next morning i woke up on my parents couch, all kinds of hungover. i sat up (i had woken up when my mom walked into the kitchen to make breakfast) and my mom looked at me and said "what the fuck happened to your neck?". i went and looked in the mirror and discovered i had a hickey the size of a grapefruit on my fucking neck.
being drunk/hungover accidently said "it looks like i got mauled by a cougar" to my mom. i then had to explain to my mom what a cougar was, and that i had hooked up with a lady older than my own mother the night before. my explanation? "but she was really aggressive!". my mom took pictures and emailed them to all our family friends.
i ran into the cougar again at the reverand horton heat show later that week. i need to go out less. alcoholic power!