Oh! OK. Once, we were walking home from some bars (like 7 of us) and I was wearing DC shoes. It was snowy and icy. I said, hey guys don't worry I have skater shoes on. I'm not going to slip on the ice. And then I fell face forward into a snowbank. And didn't want to leave it. I had to be convinced that the snowbank was not my home.
Pregnant..... Lol! From the guy who was in bed beside her that day! They have been dating ever since. They are getting married this summer. Not your typical love story I know. Please know this is not representative of my character. Ha! Maybe this is why you shouldn't drink three glasses of wine and then share stories.
Glad that worked out for them. That is pretty screwy
Post by pittsmcgee on May 11, 2012 22:37:33 GMT -5
I once made a Marine carry me 30 mins from a Montreal bar to my hotel, because " my shoe is broken" ( it wasn't). That same night i was responsible for the coat check tickets and thought I lost them, but woke up with them in my hands. Wtf.
I once made a Marine carry me 30 mins from a Montreal bar to my hotel, because " my shoe is broken" ( it wasn't). That same night i was responsible for the coat check tickets and thought I lost them, but woke up with them in my hands. Wtf.
I always fall down... I'm the real "falling down drunk bitch!" I once fell down the stairs at a very popular club in downtown Dallas. In heels. In a dress.
Ha! I'm the exact same way. I fall down a lot when I am completely sober, so when I add alcohol, it never ends with me still on my feet.
I remember being at a birthday party for a friend at someone's place and I kept falling over. Not down, just.. tilt, boom! Out of nowhere. When I did it again this girl I hadn't met just looked at me, sighed and said "Again?"
I was positive it was my heeled boots that were causing my imbalance so I took them off, but I was convinced someone was going to steal them (because they were all of $50) so I hid them. Except that when it was time to go I couldn't remember where exactly they were hidden. I searched for half an hour thru this person's house before finally finding them under the kitchen sink.
My DH just knows now.... The best was when I was talking to my BFF after a night out on her front lawn.
I was right in front of her one minute she blinked and I was rolling down her (not really) inclined side yard. I'm forever that girl...
I got drunk on a bus and puked in a plastic boot. And I had to take my birth certificate to the bars to prove I was legal. And some Canadian townie called me the most wholesome kid in the US