Jäger...

What is it about a bonfire out in the country that attracts my incredibly stupid drunk side? I mean yes, she comes out at other times too but she came out full throttle Sunday night. I just wanted to have a nice little night with a few friends I haven't seen in a while, relaxing, enjoying the night. But when I invite three people, ten show up. Still a small crowd, but it was more than enough. It wasn't even midnight by the time I was giving up on shots and just drinking Jägermeister straight from the bottle. And from there, things kind of went downhill. I thought I remembered most of the night but I was very mistaken. For instance, I don't remember completely slugging one guy for no reason. All while laughing because I'm a crazy person. Also, I have no memory of taking my shirt off and letting one of my guys friends wear it but there are several pictures of this happening. Don't remember starting numerous games of flip cup or kings. Don't remember several of my guy friends climbing in a tree and trying to break the branches off for the fire, but the destroyed bush in my yard remembers it well. Don't know how liter fluid got spilled everywhere. Don't know when I decided to lean all the way back into a bridge and tell my one girl friend to make out with me, but every guy remembers that. The biggest mystery of the night however, came about next morning. One of my friends was incredibly passed out drunk. So we put him in the back of the DD's car along with another guy so they could go home. They left. I specifically remember them leaving because I was sobering up by that time. The next morning a few of us walk out there, and see his car keys laying on the ground. Not a big deal because he left his car then. But then we look in his car and...HE'S THERE. No one has any idea how he got back. He thought he never left. I've never been more baffled in my life. Other than that, a rather successful night. Except for the ridiculous hangover I had the next day. I puked while driving. Like straight into a plastic bag I was holding up. Just puking and steering. I may have hit a new low point in my life.