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Tequila New Year -- 2001
Posted:03/01/2004
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I'm the author of Who Dun It? from good ole NCSU and I got to reading everyone's accounts of why they don't drink tequila...well, here's MINE.
It all started out innocently enough on a New Year's Eve of 2001. My friends, Matt and Stuart were going down to the beach to celebrate and I tagged along. They checked into their room at the hotel and I went to mine. But since I had a single room it was neither on the beach nor facing the ocean.
In fact,
So the 31st rolls around and I go out with everyone, and drink my coke, while everyone else gets trashed... So, on the way back to start the real party, we stop at a liquor store and pick up some booze: namely tequila.
On a previous drinking trip I had purchased a 10 oz shot glass and it was put to good use this evening. I filled it up with 10 ounces of tequila once we returned back to the room and promptly slammed it down. The guy who has been to alcohol abuse clinics starts screaming "That boy's got a problem, he's gonna die." In my puffed yet suicidal bravado, I fill it up with another 6 shots and down that.
So we walk (I totter) down to the beach. The tequila hits me harder than a fat girl scorned and I have a time of it. I managed, after pissing, to break the right rear leg of my chair and fall backwards out of my chair.
So, I decide to put the leg back under the chair -- like that will support my delicate frame of 225 lbs.
Try #2, in my defiance to physics, I decide to hold the chair up and sit down in it. Yeah, that didn't work.
So I ended getting my chair taken away and had to sit on the sand the rest of the night. At which point I promptly passed out and was directed to go take a beer nap.
I puked (once I got back to my shithole room). I puked a lot. The rest of the night consisted of me drinking red champagne and talking to a Corrections Office.
Tequila makes me stupid and way too drunk and that is why I now stay away from it.
It all started out innocently enough on a New Year's Eve of 2001. My friends, Matt and Stuart were going down to the beach to celebrate and I tagged along. They checked into their room at the hotel and I went to mine. But since I had a single room it was neither on the beach nor facing the ocean.
In fact,
- it faced dumpsters
- was on the third floor and
- had a space heater from the 1940's.
So the 31st rolls around and I go out with everyone, and drink my coke, while everyone else gets trashed... So, on the way back to start the real party, we stop at a liquor store and pick up some booze: namely tequila.
On a previous drinking trip I had purchased a 10 oz shot glass and it was put to good use this evening. I filled it up with 10 ounces of tequila once we returned back to the room and promptly slammed it down. The guy who has been to alcohol abuse clinics starts screaming "That boy's got a problem, he's gonna die." In my puffed yet suicidal bravado, I fill it up with another 6 shots and down that.
So we walk (I totter) down to the beach. The tequila hits me harder than a fat girl scorned and I have a time of it. I managed, after pissing, to break the right rear leg of my chair and fall backwards out of my chair.
So, I decide to put the leg back under the chair -- like that will support my delicate frame of 225 lbs.
Try #2, in my defiance to physics, I decide to hold the chair up and sit down in it. Yeah, that didn't work.
So I ended getting my chair taken away and had to sit on the sand the rest of the night. At which point I promptly passed out and was directed to go take a beer nap.
I puked (once I got back to my shithole room). I puked a lot. The rest of the night consisted of me drinking red champagne and talking to a Corrections Office.
Tequila makes me stupid and way too drunk and that is why I now stay away from it.
- North Carolina State University
Editors Note:
Tequila sand, tequila slop.
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