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the week before I had to move into my dorm room my freshman year me and some friends from home drove down some dirt road (the entire area I live in is nothing but a big forrest)...I drank just about everything in sight that night (about 6 Bud lights, half a bottle of rum, some Wild Turkey, some Captan Morgan and something else that I am forgetting). We started around 7...I was absolutely trashed by midnight...puking by 1...wanting to pass out by 1:30 but my friends wouldnt let me...so around 4 I decided I that I was tired of being cover in puke (at least my pants were) so I decided to drive home...why was this a bad idea...well one because I had almost no clue where we were...I had followed a friend out there and wasnt exactly positive on how to get back home...and two was because I was still drunk (in my defense I had sobered up a lot, but I was still too intoxicated to be driving). I set my cruise control at 45 for the entire way home except for when I was going through town...luckily I didnt hit anything or anyone...even though I had to come up with some kind of excuse to tell my mom why I was coming home at 4:30 when they werent expecting me back until sometime the next afternoon...the worst part was my dad woke me up at 8 that morning to go finish getting the crap I needed for my dorm room...plus one of my friends decided to take pictures of me puking...which I still havent lived down
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