My cool story.
And a reminder to never drink with immature high school bitches.
This girl texts me, "hey, come to this party in Buckley, you can be my boy tonight

"
So safe to say I was getting some poon tonight. I show up, and her friend drank half a 4 loko and was fucking pissing drunk (or faking it?) and everybody got kicked out cuz this bitch puked on the floor and the house owner just said fuck it and went to the bar.
So then I went to chill and sleep at my homies house, I show up and he makes me finish the half gal of R&R with him and I finished a fifth of Tarantula.
That is where my recollection of the night ends.
I ended up puking my brains out and going to the Ski Fever expo hungover as fuck. Then I got home, downed 3 extra strength Worx energies, and got shitfaced again.
Then I hitchhiked home and the guy that picked me up told me he was driving slow because he had a warrant for his arrest and hella guns in his trunk so he didn't wanna get pulled over.