That's what you get....

Friday night...Its my friends birthday....what does the night call for? Lots and lots of Irish carbombs.

Now my friend enjoys a good scotch now and again so a bottle of JW was my gift to celebrate another spin around the sun.

He had a few of us over to pre-drink at his place before making our way over to the local pub to really get into it.

I had an old friend from uni out with me on this particular evening....now how she fits in is rather hard to explain: old roommate of a girl I dated for a bit in university. She went traveling for a couple of years, in that time her parents had moved to Hamilton where she knows no one. Soooo....ya a party came up, and she came out.

Im not into babysitting, but Im no asshole either. She did very well for herself and made friends with everyone right away. Im thinking great, shes having a good time, Im free to do as I please, this is just great.

We make our way to the bar and by now this girl is buzzing like crazy and has become the life of the party. Hummm ok, this still works for me...carry on!!!

We get to the pub and settle into a nice big table where we proceed to pound like any normal person on/at a birthday would.

30 mins go by and I look over at my friend to see she's pretty much asleep!!?!?! JEBUS!!!!!

I walk over and casually recommend that sleeping was not a good idea in the bar. I get the blank stare and the "Imimim FiNeeNEee"....

OOOOO....KKKKK...

No you are not fine, ahahha.

She looks down at the floor, at which point Im sure the spins immediately kicked in and sent her body for a loop. She jumps up and bolts to the bathroom....or what she thinks is the bathroom...

All I can do is stand back and watch this unfold....She runs up these stairs only to come running back down and go the other direction only to come running back out of the doorway altogether....(this was the kitchen I think) ahahha....at this point shes scrambling to make her way through the bar but doesn't quiet make it outside before she starts spewing chunks....



I run outside after her but had forgotten my beer in my hand, funny how that happens...Barmaids are not far behind and when they find me with the beer we are now BOTH tossed from the pub. GREAT!! just Great...

I look up into the sky and wonder how this managed to happen, take the last sip of beer before the barmaid snatches the glass outa my hand, and go into nice sucky guy mode. "are you ok, what can I get for you, would you like my coat...etc etc etc.."

As Ive now dropped the idea of getting crazy tonight, and adopted the notion that I will now be babysitting this girl for the rest of the night I think to myself: well something good will come from this...I know it...

We round the corner of the bar, cross the street and start to make our way back to the house where the party started. We get 20 paces and she starts unloading the remainder of the drinks she consumed..."its ok, just get it alllll out, no worries"

Oh wait, whats this??? ya....patio of like 13 guys out smoking....Ive never been bashed by a peanut gallery quite like this.

"YA BUDDY!!! FUCK HER IN BUTT!!! WOOHOOO YAAAA WAY TO GO WITH THE ROOFIES!!! YOUR THE MAN!!!! WHEN YOUR DONE SEND HER OVER TO ME!!!

All I could do was smile and wave......

My night cant get any worse then this, and something pretty damn good better happen to me now!!!

We make it back to the house, I knock down the futon, find some blankets, get the water, grab a kingcan and Im outa there so fast I probably made her spins worse. there was nothing left in her stomach...trust me...I saw it all. yummy

So Im kinda rushing back to the bar now, loving my can of Guinness...I entertain the thought of getting in shit for drinking in public only to see cherries behind not more then 10 seconds later....WTF....you have got to be kidding me....




I drop the beer immediately and stop dead in my tracks....

Cop: that beer your drinking?

Me: beer, what beer?

Cop: now telling the truth now is going to be about the smartest thing you do tonight

Me: Ohh that beer, ha, yes thats my beer......that WAS my beer.

After that the conversation never even went back to the beer. hahah. So weird, he ended up letting me go, not even a warning. I did not complain.

FINALLY make it back to the bar, Im allowed in, just not allowed to drink. Fortunately my friends have a beer waiting for me and the rest of the night is history....I say that cause it gets really fuzzy. hahaha

Woke up with a big goose egg on my head. Wrestling at like 3am after drinking whiskey is never a good idea I guess.

hahaha