my friend amandas birthday is on november 1st. so last year, it was her 21st, so we all went down to get rip roaring drunk. and drink we did. i had like, 5 shots of tequila, some beers, then people just started handing me cups of grain alcohol punch. i was SMASHED. and so this kid comes in dressed like that. i dont think anyone knew him. he was just an ackward nerd looking to see boobies. (note: my friends arent all as loserish as i am, they have lives and could be called "normal" people, so this kid was pretty out of place) so there i am, girls writing all over my arm, when i decide to take a walk. i walk out to a tree in front of the house we were at and sit down. it was so comfortable, the tree, with the fallen pine needles all around it, the nice cool temperature and my being drunk. so i close my eyes, and start to drift off a bit. then suddenly, this mammogram boy is walking towards me. he puts his hand on my shoulder and says "man, you dont want to sleep out here." i looked up at his tinfoil encased head and said "no. no i dont. that would be a bad idea." and stood up. then all my friends came out, some more girls wrote on my arm, someone stole my cell phone and called DarkNinja from the other forum (whos number i had because of a meet). soon me and all my friends walked back to amandas dorm. and at some points my pants fell to my ankles. im still not sure why. but some cars honked at me. then i slept it off.
and that is the story of how mamagram boy saved my life
