The first time I ever got drunk, waaaay back in my teens, I was too sick to get out of bed. So I reached to the floor, picked up my pants, tied off the legs and barfed in my pants. I threw 'em out the next day.
The second time I ever got drunk, about a year later, I spent the night with my head in the toilet.
For some odd reason, I decided that this was not my idea of fun and haven't been drunk since.
The second time I ever got drunk, about a year later, I spent the night with my head in the toilet.
For some odd reason, I decided that this was not my idea of fun and haven't been drunk since.