I love alcohol
Friends, Fun, Funny, Hacked, hair, Love, Nightlife, Party, TucsonSince my site was hacked and I couldn’t blog last weekend, I must now go into my funniest drunken story yet-to-date.
Sara and I decided to hit this bar “Kon Tiki” Saturday night, one of the several hundred bars in Tucson mind you. So we sit down, order a couple Scorpions (best fucking drink ever), and start to conversate. Not even a full 20 seconds later, a famililar face peeps through the bamboo banister next to our table. It was none other then SARA’S EX FIANCE THAT SHE JUST BROKE IT OFF WITH ABOUT A MONTH AGO! Drunk off his ass nonetheless. Yeah.. akward much? He was like “OMG HI GUYS WOW I CANT BELIEVE YOURE HERE HAHAhahahHAHAhaHAHA” Sara was like wow go away lol. Poor little thing.
About 15 minutes later the rest of our peoples’ arrive. One of which was Sara’s sister, Tammy. She was just coming from another party and was clearly shitfaced.. hilariously shitfaced. She was dancing around, tripping on herself, talking really loud.. yeah typical funny drunk girl, but I love her to death. About an hour later, Tammy decides she needs to pee. There was no way she could have gone to the restroom by herself, she would have come back with pee all over herself or something. So Sara started walking with her to the restrooms. On the way there, Tammy starts poking every person sitting up at the bar and laughing her ass off. She then proceeded to fall into one girl’s bar stool and get an entire alcoholic beverage in her hair. I made a diagram of the actual bar, thanks to Google, to assist your imaginations.

At this point, the bouncer was pissed. He said “You ladies are too intoxicated to be here, you need to leave.” So we got kicked out of the fucking bar! Tammy started to cry because that is what drunk girls do. I thought it was hilarious.
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God I can’t wait until i’m 21. And the fact that I live in Vegas doesn’t make the wait any easier. I’ll hit you up when I’m legal and then maybe we can make our own drunken memories that you’ll end up blogging about :razz: jk
hhahah thats hilarious.
sounds like you had fun.