deacvision7
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we played Navy at 330, my guyNoon game. Tangueray and OJ. Was lucky to live another day.
we played Navy at 330, my guyNoon game. Tangueray and OJ. Was lucky to live another day.
You're right...I'm mixing it up with the N. Illinois game 2001 when I was driving folks super early. Still started drinking before 8am in 2002. Guessing the 3:30 start may be why I survived. I don't have the 20 year memory of RJkarl it appearswe played Navy at 330, my guy
if she gives you shit about doing that at 60 then she's a cunt. who gives a fuck at that point? honestly? just enjoy making yourself puke. and good luck. you idiot.I told my wife that on my 60th birthday I am doing another senior fifth. She thinks I am joking.
damnYou're right...I'm mixing it up with the N. Illinois game 2001 when I was driving folks super early. Still started drinking before 8am in 2002. Guessing the 3:30 start may be why I survived. I don't have the 20 year memory of RJkarl it appears
No, but I did drink 4 40ozs of malt liquor in one night senior year. @wfudkn can be my witness.
Oh yeah, you were probably there too!40s night in polo?
The next thing I remember was waking up in my bed around 9 with a bag of taco bell on the floor.
My social anxiety could neverrrrrrI think I had a fifth of something (rum?) that I was gonna see how it went, but I wasn’t committed because I had to do the PA announcing for women’s volleyball later that day.
So had like half, was completely hammered, smelled terrible, basically went from putting my passed out buddy into bed after he killed a fifth of something called 5’oclock Gin to Reynolds, and just lucked out that my boss had a bit of humor about it and I was still somewhat lucid and could still speak without slurring/garbling. I definitely should have been fired on the spot.
Not a fifth, but my first semester in Lambda Chi my big brother gifted me a pint of Gentlemen Jack which I promptly killed in 30 minutes before a date night event with chi-o. I remember enthralling some girls with a stupid joke story about saving a bunch of nuns from a burning bus, and then falling asleep in the bathroom at Burke Street Pub. It was an ignominious start to my short Greek life.gentleman jack. 08 got lucky with a night game vs nc state. i was in the student section and looking at the field but i could not process what was going on. i knew the crowd was cheering for something but could not see what was happening (iirc, it was a long jordan williams td).
i got kicked out of the game (bc i dropped my nokia phone walking into the section from the concourse) so was wandering around the parking lot when a friend in his car miraculously yelled at me and gave me a ride to my apt.