Smashed on Tequilla
I wouldn't really call it a "party" as it was only me and my brother. But we were celebrating the last day of our family home in Kent before my mum moved out. In order to get there though we had to travel by train from Brighton, so obviously by the time we got there we were already tanked up from copious amounts of larger drank on the way. We were staying at my sisters and she had already gone to sleep but left a bottle of Tequila out, hurrah!

I'm sure those of you who have had a sesh on Tequila will know that it is a completely different kind of drunk, more of a buzz. We done half the bottle before my brother lost his bottle, I got a second wind and encouraged the drinking of the rest of the bottle, it would have been rude not to.

Feeling bloody good I went to have a slash. I woke next to the toilet with my piece out and "piece" all down one leg, I got up and had a second attempt. I woke up again, but this time much later with my brother also wrapped around the loo with a pair of my sisters partners boxer shorts in his hand which he had been using to mop the sick from his mouth with. This time I finished my slash correctly without blacking out and went to crash on the sofa.

I spent the entire next day puking into a bucket as we moved to contents of the home up to Cumbria. Oh yay, I can't drink that stuff anymore!
( Firkinfedup last shat on your wife's tits at, Wed 19 Apr 2006, 10:56, Reply)