So whathadhappenedwas I was at this friends house, and they thought it would be fun to take shots of tequila and tooter shooters. So I complied. Well about 8 shots in, I started getting that sick feeling, so went down stairs to try up chuck a portion of what I had consumed. 5 min in, I realized nothing was going to come up, so I stood from the bent over position, and tried walking forward. Didn't work out. My legs refused to go forward, only backwards. I went backwards a couple of yards until I hit a barbed-wire fence and fell. I cut my A*s and landed in a sting ant pile. My friends ran to help me up, and we went back upstairs where I was forced to be drunken doctored.

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awwww

i remember the 70's ....or do I???