I'm really bored, and I love stories that involve tequila..
so, what's your best tequila story

I made love with this old guy I didnt even know but wow it was the BEST ever

Please tell me you're joking.

clothes fell off up on bar nuf said

yea I am or AM I???

You best be.

Sorry, no tequila stories. The only alcohol story I have is a rum/sangrea one.

Do tell anyways.

aw

I had no clue it was you that made this topic lol I always be saying funny stuff on here

i'm looking forward to having one to tell

It was my roommate's girlfriend's birthday, so we had a dinner party in our apartment. Just some sangrea, and some Italian food. So we did that, and then she left with my roommate. In the time he was gone, we decided we had to finish the wine. So I started downing MUGS of wine. Not even wine glasses, coffee mugs. And then someone from the other student housing facility comes over, and wants a party. He brings about 6 people, and buys some rum and coke. So I took a shot of the rum with each one of my roommates. However, one of my roommates tries to pull a fast one, and drink 1 and a half shots. Thus, not to be outdone, I take TWO shots. (No chasers) At this point, I had already finished off the sangrea, and I was just chilling over by the couch. Now some guy gets upset and loud because his girlfriend is talking to a gay guy, and my roommate tells him to be quiet and get out. So this guy tries to fight my roommate, and my other roommate puts him up against the wall. The guy walks out swearing at us, saying he's going to do something. My two roommates and I, all extremely intoxicated, follow the guy out of our building, and chase this guy all the way down Randolph St., to the El stop. At this point, he turns around and apologizes for being a complete tard, so we start running home, considering we are all drunk. We make it across Michigan Ave. (jaywalking of course), but coming up the stairs, I fall. I get right back up. We go over to the elevators and my roommates say, "Dave, you're bleeding". And I say, "I think I may have fallen". I crashed on the couch for a bit, then went into the bathroom. My jeans had a whole in the knee, both of my knees were bleeding, my chin was scraped up, and I had a popped blood vessel in the eye. I still have the scars to prove it! I ended up throwing up in the bathroom, and my roommates said I was hugging the toilet. Eventually I made my way to my bed, throwing up in the garbage can all night.

Blush...can't tell.

You gottaaaaa. please

Nope- no Tequila stories to tell but i do have a few Crown Royal stories that I'm not proud of and would actually prefer to forget

I myself do not remember all the things that happened but i am reminded alot by my "friends"

Many years ago in my early 20's some friends and I had a little too much tequilla...

I was so hung over the next day that my mother thought I had a bug. She brought over a care package and found me in the bathroom. She was holding my hair back while I .. well, you know. She asked me if I thought it was a bug... I said it was probably the tequilla.

She shoved my head in the toilet.

I might have one for you tomorrow. We just got some rum/tequila and some vodka for super bowl!!