Mayhem wrote:Yeah, lots, but the worst one was........
The very tailend of Invasion III, when only two remained, Ruiner and Crystal. Through drunkard time-keeping Crystal missed her flight and needed to stay an extra day, and Ruiner wasn't going to be leaving until the next day, so they hung out at my place for the evening. It was the first time all Invasion that I didn't have to ferry folks back and forth to places, so I gave myself opportunity to drink heavily, Beer and OW 107, I think, among other things. The night wore on, and the Wander Twins were on the computer, looking at Youtube stuff, and I was drinking heavily, as I already stated. After a bit I toddled to my bedroom to have a bit of a lie-down, and I tripped over my size 12 feet. I stumbled, and promptly fell with full force on my nightstand. I gurgled something like "help" but those two had the computer volume high and they were also deafened by the love that was unhatching, so no one heard me. I recall that I laid on the floor, looking up, and saying to myself "this is nice". After a minute or an hour, probably more an hour, I decided to get up and try to get in to bed. While I was attempting this difficult task I realized the pain in my side.
Long story short is that I broke two ribs, and those two are married with a kid now.
Surreal wrote:She's right. I seen her do a triple lindy out the backside of a yooper campfire into a stand of hemlock and she didn't even bat an eye.
The duck? well, he didn't do so well..... kinda cranky.
beerkegbilly wrote:Last week I burn my eye taking my dog out to piss my smoke fell out of my mouth hit my leash and landed in my eye burning my eyelashes off and a little burn on the corner of the eye I dog war not hurt in the almost blinding of beerkegbilly
mcphargus wrote:Something about a quiet chain bar makes me happy. They generally aren't used to a stupid loud drunk at Ruby Tuesdays in my neighborhood. Toward the end of the evening, we were loud enough to be asked to leave, which lead to a peaceful demonstration and lots of screaming about how the US judicial system has roundly rejected prior restraint. To which end, we were permitted to finish our beer/gin/whiskey before leaving.
I'm lighting a cigarette when I notice the curb wasn't where I left it when I came in. The pavement welcomed my face with a pebbly smile. My cigarette ran for cover. Upon impact, my first priority was to find the cigarette. Already being on the ground, I rolled to the cigarette and rescued her with my teeth.
My loyal cohort turned as I shakily rose and with the greatest concern, queried: "Did I just fuckin' miss that?!"
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