What are you drinking?

I don't drink beer. I drink wine.

Nesquik Chocolate No Sugar Added. What!

Good story Schneed. You should never be responsible for others when you're just as drunk as they are.
We left at least 2 people in Atlantic City Sunday morning and you don't see me crying over it.

If you can't drink and pass out in the proper place, then you don't deserve to be left behind.

Just got back from dog fish head, and man, theit 60 min IPA could possibly be the best beer I've ever tasted. I drank about 3 of those bad boys, and then headed down to zodiac (where last mango used to be in the kentlands) where my brother bar tends.

I polished off a few G&T's and will sleep like a baby tonight.

on a side note. The Hummus at DFH was delicious. I may have found my new favorite restaurant.

good nite... and thanks for the heads up Bohnzie

Bottle of Corona followed by a Shot of Tequilla. Repeat process until one of the following occour.
1. Pass out
2. Puke
3. Disgust 3 chicks in a row
4. Hit on your wife thinking that she is another woman
5. Fondle another woman thinking that she is your wife
6. Attempt to dance or perform exercise

Discontinue use forever if you ever hit on your sister or a dude.

I don't mind getting sloshed every now and then, but I hate being handicapped. If you drink to the point where you can't take care of yourself it sucks really bad.

My girlfriend gets really annoyed when I do that.

We've been dating for 4 years and she still refuses go out to a bar with me. If I'm there on my own, I never want to get wasted, but the second she's there I'm in some sort of comfort zone and feel the need to get belligerent.

I suddenly realize

A) I've got a ride home
B) I've got a ride home
C) I've got someone to wake me up so I can get shit done the next day
D) If I don't have enough money, I just get my sugar momma to cover for me.

Man, True love is amazing.

(I'm just joking about everying.... sorta)

I don't mind getting sloshed every now and then, but I hate being handicapped. If you drink to the point where you can't take care of yourself it sucks really bad.

My girlfriend gets really annoyed when I do that.

We've been dating for 4 years and she still refuses go out to a bar with me. If I'm there on my own, I never want to get wasted, but the second she's there I'm in some sort of comfort zone and feel the need to get belligerent.

I suddenly realize

A) I've got a ride home
B) I've got a ride home
C) I've got someone to wake me up so I can get shit done the next day
D) If I don't have enough money, I just get my sugar momma to cover for me.

Man, True love is amazing.

(I'm just joking about everying.... sorta)

I make my sugar momma go out with me. And my wife is on standby taking care of my kids at the house. Like I said "I keep my pimp hand strong!"

J/K. My wife comes with me whenever she want's to. At least that's what I let her think.

LOL, the beer on a beach thing reminded me of a story that really belongs in the College Stories thread, but I'll tell it here anyway.

Just before graduation we all head down to the Outer Banks for a week. We called it beach week, but a lot of colleges call it your traditional senior week. So we rented a house right on the beach and the whole nine, and we've got kegs on the deck and everything. So at like 4 am finally people are starting to pass out, and my buddy and I are like we should be drinking on the beach right now. So we pick up one of the kegs and carry it down to the beach (it was almost empty so not too heavy). No cups, we're just passing the tap back and forth. So we end up passing out for a couple hours and I wake up at like 7:00 am, and I've got no idea what's going on so I stumble back up to the house and flop down in bed. But I left my buddy down there by accident. He woke up at noon and came back to the house. He was BEET red with sunburn, and a few hours later developed blisters. Basically he drank himself into some serious sun poisoning.

He got all mad at me for not waking him up, but I'd like to know who would count on someone who was up drinking straight from a keg until 5 in the morning?

that's friggin classic. and NO WAY were you at fault!

Wanna know something weird? They don't sell 40's in Florida.

When I first moved here, and people told me this, I actually thought they were just talking out of their asses. Eight years later, I have never seen one for sale, and a friend of mine goes up to Georgia to get them. Of course, I haven't been to every beer shop in the state, but I have been to quite a few. Can anyone else living in Florida confirm this?