I was really glad my gf stayed home that night

Back in college, I used to literally party my pants off every Saturday night. There is this awesome beach disco couple of kilometers from my place. It's always flooded with chicks: foreign and local…

One time, I went there sat down at a table and had a rum-coke. I called up my gf and told her that she was missing so much fun. While on the phone, I noticed this group of hot chicks at the neighbouring table, staring at me, waving, smiling and stuff. They were really hot, too. I ended the phone conversation and looked over at the chicks and started flirting a bit. A couple of seconds later, the chicks invited me to their table. I was like: "whoa, I'm in heaven" haha. There were two of them and one was definitely hotter than the other. I would guess that they were somewhere around 18-25.

I ordered a round of drinks and the conversation got pretty heated. Then Todd, a close friend came to the table with a huge load of grass. That guy was god sent. Soon the group added three more chicks.

We rolled a couple of joints and passed them around the table. I went to get some more beer, rum and gin. As the joints kept moving from chick to chick, I felt more and more like the luckiest guy in the world. I had at least one joint too many, and started french kissing the chicks at the table. Todd had to get back home but I remained. I mean, it wouldn’t be nice to leave five hot chicks sitting alone on the beach in the middle of the night, would it? I made out with one after another, but before I completed the circle, I passed out. I had reached my level. From that part onwards, I can only remember bits.

At one point the chicks were picking me up and stripping me to my boxers. When I woke up again, it was already morning and I was lying on the dance floor on a mattress, completely dressed (apart from my undershirt and one slipper) with tons of sand in my ears, hair and mouth.

I had a huuuuuuuge hangover. The DJ made me a cup of coffee, and told me exactly what happened.

Apparently he had watched me all night with the chicks. According to him, what happened was, I collapsed on the dance floor with a bottle of gin in my hand, and the girls totally panicked. Since I had already fallen in the sand, I was literally looking like a sand man. So they bought drinking water bottles and started undressing and showering me. Then they dressed me again, tried to wake me by each taking a turn kissing me. Then they put me on a mattress and paid my tab. They stayed with me till dawn, and then left.

It was an awesome night, but when I totally recovered from my hangover, I noticed that one of my expensive size-48 slippers and my brand new mobile phone were missing.

Never met the chicks again. "Rock View" chicks, if you're reading this: THANKS!