A Sign from Above

Being in high school still, I rarely drink on the weekdays (of course there are some exceptions, such as the Monday after homecoming where we had to finish the keg) but we had Friday off. So of course me and a couple of friends had to celebrate by buying a bottle of Smirnoff vodka orange twist (expensive yes...but worth it). So we headed off earlier in the day looking for a place to drink. We found a little cement-house thing and decided it would be perfect (even though it's on a private school property). So we head up there that night with me (Rich) Mark, Jr and 2 girls. We got there and started taking shots one after another (my friend Jr and his girlfriend and his friend stopped drinking after 2 shots) and me and my friend mark continued on our quest to finish the bottle. Well after about 20 min we started walking back to Jr's house and with about 1/3 of the bottle left me and mark took another route. Finished the bottle within 15 min. and were quite happy with ourselves.

Well my friend, to start off, walked into a couple signs and yelled at one for "being in his way". Well we go to the store for something to drink and I pick up a whip cream bottle and I am questioned but the store manager who begins to tell us what she use to do with whip cream bottles and a little hot fudge (???? Don’t ask me) well we got a crack outta this and my friend decides it would be a good idea to grab this women’s ass in front of him (she’s bout 45 and he's 15).

Well we run outta there and stumble back to my house as he falls in the middle of the road and I fall on the sidewalk (whip it don’t go over to well) my friend tries to walk into a couple of the wrong houses and we finally get to my friend’s house. I stop home and fall up and down my stairs, run next door to Jr's and I get there where him. His girlfriend and her friend are chilling. Well one thing led to another and some wild things went on with this other girl. Well mark passes out about 5 times and throws up until his dad gets there. We literally pick him up and push him out the door. He can't walk straight and he throws up when he gets home, (wow we didn't get caught) Sorry it's so long I could have told more but this was just one Thursday night and nothing really unusual for me. Just a typical night of drinking.

Signed Rich

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