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I once went to a party with a couple of friends of mine. It was mid-February, snowy and very cold. I got to the party and knew no one, except for my friends I arrived with. Everyone spoke French, which caused us (me and friends) to hide out in the back corner. I sat there and polished off a 40oz of Vodka with a couple of my friends.
Half way into the party my friends found me passed out face first into the snow. Apparently, I drank most of the liquor because supposedly one of my friends kept wandering off trying coke for his first time and the other friend I was with was too drunk to drink anymore.
Anyways, to make a long story short my friends picked me off the snow only to get splashed with my vomit (even my friend's girlfriend at the time got a fresh splash). They had to drag me to the nearest bar to call a taxi (the people at the party wanted me out), which wasn't easy because it was like dragging a 135-pound rag doll. On the way I puked some more on my friends, puked all over the bar and hit my head on the urinals. The taxi came and picked me up and somehow I woke up in my friend's bed only in my boxers (apparently my friend's girlfriend had to strip my puke stained clothes off).
In the end two of my four friends ended up puking because of me. My friends said from when they picked me up off the snow all the way to the bar I kept saying "call 911" both in English and French "appell 911". AND in the morning I suffered from the biggest hangover ever.
Signed Nick
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