So last night was rather interesting, I began the night at my place, sippin' on a Keystone Ice, which was rather good, so I was suprised and happy. So then I head over the plex where I get some beer and start drinking. It was pretty calm up untill the time that Spinks and Will got home next door with a group of people, so a good group of us head next door to take shots. So to make a long story short, I must of had somewhere close to 10 shots within an hour. In this hour that I remember, some funny things occurred. I witnessed an extremely drunk small person who sounded rather gay. His determination is what got me, I think I nearly died laughing at this guy a few times. I'll give him props for making me laugh, but I'm taking them away cause he puked red on his friend's white carpet. On top of that, I again took on the personification of a stuntman and went flying down the stairs. Also, I got in a drunken battle royale with some dude on the front lawn. Spinks also got into his jock strap again and ran around for a bit. All good fun.

Now comes the best part of the night, the aftermath. I ended up puking about 10-11PM I think. I just remember going "hey, I'm gonna puke probably. I had better find a bathroom." So I headed next door and just crashed in the bathroom. So as I sit there puking and trying to feel better, all of a sudden Jason, Stewart, and god knows who else come back. I'm basically passed out by the toilet, but they keep fucking with me. They would open the door when I had it locked, I was a mess. Also, I HAD NO PANTS ON. I don't remember why or how they came off, but it was funny and worth it. I know I woke up from a passed out state at 4:30 am where I got up and went home. All in all a good night.

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I arrive at Arlington Hall at around 8:10pm on a Wednesday night. I give my friend Bodie a jingle jangle on the phone and after a second he picks up and in a totally lost manners attempts to understand my talking. He walks down to the gate to let me in when my suspicions were correct. He was wasted. I had four reasons to why I came to this conclusion. 1) The phone conversation 2) The huge grin on his face as he walked towards the gate 3) The way he had his arms in his pockets and not only was he walking, but he was taking a stroll 4) I asked him if he was wasted and he said yes.

Immediately after this we go to the main room where everyone is socializing. I see a few of my friends and say hey to them as Bodie goes to tell women to come to his room and have drinks later. As I watch this from a distance I get a good laugh at his determination. Now skipping all the boring uninteresting stuff, we go back to Bodie's room to start drinking again, at this point I have only had one shot of vodka. A group of us get back and start drinking. Bodie, who is still extremely drunk if not more drunk than he was before, immediately takes a beer bong. Give or take 5 minutes and he downs another shot of vodka. Now I don't know how much he had before, but after this it was amazing. He flopped around his room for a good 20 minutes before Matt and his neighbor left. At this point I ask Bodie if he wants to head out over to a friend of mine's place. He says yes but he needs to piss first. He walks into the bathroom, I'm standing there waiting and after a good 3-4 minutes he walks out and goes to his room. He opens the fridge and puts more beer in his pockets walks back into the bathroom and finally pisses. After the piss however he walks puts a few beers down and goes back into the bathroom where he flushes it then passes out by the toilet.

After a few minutes he gets wakes up, stumbles out of the bathroom and passes out on the floor next to me. I decide I should head out and leave him there.

-a typical wednesday-

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