Thank you Mr Jack Daniels
It was christmas eve. I was about 18. I was designated driver for the evening. Once back at my girlfriend's mum's house I proceded to drink half a bottle of Jack Daniels to try and catch everyone up. Obviously I black out. All I can remember is getting up to be sick, and going into the toilet and then feeling a little cold in my sleep. What had actually happened was I'd fallen asleep in the toilet, naked as the day i was born. My girl's brother had got up to go in the night and couldn't get in as my corpse was blocking the door, so he and his mother had shouldered the door open and she'd had to carry me back to bed. The Mum spent the rest of my relationship questioning exactly what her daugther saw in such a small young boy...
(Chicken Amygdala, Mon 5 Sep 2005, 15:18, Reply)