wow thats some good stuff lol

 

hahaha khans that was great!!!!!

 

so my ex, his roomies and I were all partying on nite at quarter beer nite. we came back home and partied some more. I go to pass out, Dave later comes to bed. All of a sudden I hear him fumbling around and start peeing. he had just moved into this place and I was still pretty intoxicated and asked what the hell he was doing, (there was no bathroom attached to his room) he tells me to go back to sleep he's just peeing in the flower pot. I was like ok whatever, he had just moved in maybe he had a random flower pot in his room?? we wake up to go to work and I turn and ask him where he had pee'd, he gets all confused and goes to look. His roomie stashed his dresser in Dave's room.. he pee'd in the sock drawer. I'll never forget that night

 

hahaha that was great!!!!!!! hahaha

 

Well I just got back from the bar! WHOO!!!

I shook my boo-tay!

 

K I have another one. At a house party, things were winding down at about 4am. So the 10-ish of us that were still there got the idea it would be 'cool' to have the guys write on our backs... in permanent marker. Not kidding. So they drew/wrote all over our backs. It took that stuff about a week to come COMPLETELY off.

Here's proof:

I'm on the end in the green shirt with the tattoo

 

hahaha what's the tat of?

 

My name:

 

Nice

 

Sooo I'm waiting for this PM'ed drinking story!! hehe ^^

 

I just sent it khans

 

Haha nice! I need to think back to my college days and remember some more.

 

khans that is funny stuff, good ole perm ink... luckily i've never been written on. I we gettin private with stories what fun is that? lol j/k some things just not right for everyones eyes lol

 

Okay I got another one.

So while I drank maybe like, 2 or 3 times tops in high school, the first time I drank (other than a sip of mom's wine cooler, WIN!) was the summer before my freshman year.

Our county fair was held the last week of July, and I was in 4-H (yeah, I'm a hayseed). Well, my mom thought I was spending the night at my grandparents' house after the stock car races that night. My friends Troy and Muthie were camping in Troy's yard like, a mile away from the fairgrounds. They said I could come hang out for a while. So we're in the tent drinking corn vodka and sprite (I was hardcore, haha!)
So we were just laughing and goofing off, when all of a sudden the zipper to the tent rips open and Troy's dad is right there, pointing a flashlight in my face. He goes "WHO'S THIS?" Troy goes "Kelsi". He tells me to get my **** outta the tent and get to where I was going. I about crapped my pants. Then when I get out of the tent, he asks if I need a ride. I said "No, I'll walk". I was positively TERRIFIED at that point!
So I walk into town to my grandparents which was a solid 2 1/2 miles away, at 1:30 am (curfew for kids under 18 was midnight), and I'm tipsy. I walked through the ditch because 1 - I didn't want to get hit by a car, and 2 - I didn't want anyone to see me. I get into town and twice I thought I heard a car, so I was like, LEAPING behind trees and being all stealthy (in that slightly drunk-ish kinda way - you know what I'm talking about).

Got into town, crashed on my grandparents' 'davenport', got up the next morning and went to show my stuff at the fair. My parents still have no clue.

Good ish.

 

Sorry frday13 but let me think about it and I'm sure I got another good one I can share.

 

This is just an itty bitty one.

So I was at my friend Bowser's party house (as in the other story) and I called my friend Crystal to come over. So she text me when she left campus. About 45 minutes later I realized she still hadn't shown up so I called her. Come to find out, she had gotten into a car accident! I felt horrible since I had told her to come out, so went to go pick her up and take her back to campus. Apparently about 5 minutes after I left, the cops came and busted up the house party. I got lucky! I was only 19 at the time! haha.