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About 10 years ago I was feeling a bit buzzed and I was being challenged to a drink off with a dude 3 times my size, and he drinks alot, I don't. I mean, I hardly ever get drunk. But my Jedi mind keeps me sharp through thick and thin, so I was talking shit and he made sure to keep the drinks coming.
4 hours later I was sobering up on the side of the house, no guests left inside the party and I was throwing up on their driveway / yard. FUBAR'd!
I was already drunk and talked shit. What was I thinking? I guess if you go a few years without throwing up from drinking you get a bit cocky. Lesson learned.
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Still Ballin'
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