1898 Posted by Vertigo in Friends.


Got so drunk in a park for a friend’s birthday that I regained my consciousness in front of a heavily guarded restricted area full of military, trying to talk the guy guarding the gate into walking me home since I didn’t know where I was. Turns out the only way to get there from were we’ve been drinking is through a field AND a forest. Got home with the bus money my friend’s dad gave me when I stopped by his store shitfaced and with my clothes destroyed.

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