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I think I got alcohol poisoning last night.  Rather, everyone else thinks so.  I was doing the usual Saturday Night Drinkathon… a few beers, a ton of jello shots.  I was feeling great, making fun of some kid’s tattoos (he had a flower on the bottom of his skull, and he had a big blue angry devil thing that I kept calling a smurf).

Then someone handed me a double shot of vodka, and another immediately after.

I was still okay, and past this point it’s all hearsay because I can’t really remember:  out of nowhere, I stopped talking, stopped moving.  I couldn’t walk at all, I was seemingly paralyzed.  Apparently this went on for 3 hours.

But hey, I’m still alive, so whatever.  However, I do feel like a wimp because I’m usually the one to outdrink the men.  I think my biggest problem is that I don’t puke.  When most people have too much to drink, they vomit… I can’t do it and keep on going.

Also, you guys better be entering my contest!