A drunken trip report

[joes28]

Ok, so my buddy is getting married and im in his wedding.. after the wedding we get a limo suv type thing and it drives us to a bar while we drink in the back. Im dranking busch light (the water of beers, not my fav but servicable) and taking pulls of Goldschlagger, because i couldnt find any [censored] Diamondschlagger. I see a sign in the limo that says "vomitting in the limo is a $200 fine". Whatever, ill pay you $300 to let me take a dump in the back of it. Anyways, we get to the bar, and I order a White Russian, a Cream Beam (my buddy told me to try it. Milk and jim beam.. it was ok), a rum and orange juice, and something else. The bar also acts as a restaurant and they gave us free toast. It was delicious... so anyways, after maybe half an hour there we hop back in the limo and head to the reception which is like 10 or 15 mins away in the next town over. I drink some more, eat, and then drink some more. I bought some drinks for some of my friends and everything is going good. Later we decide to go out in the parking lot, smoke some cigars, and take more pulls of Goldschlagger and peppermint Mcgillicuttys. My breath has never smelt better... this is where it starts to get a little hazy. I go back in the building drink some more until it is time to go. I dont remember the ride home and didnt even know who drove me until i talked to one of my friends today.. anyways, they drop me off at what they thought was my house.. it wasnt. All i remember is waking up in a chair in the backyard, without my wallet, tux jacket, and im only wearing one shoe. I dont know what town i am in and think i must be at a friends house in the town where the reception is and I walk up to the front door and start trying to get in. Some old guy comes to the door and he is just like WTF... eventually i tell him the name of someone who i can stay with and he knows them and drives me to their house. I call one of my friends in the morning and he says my wallet is in his car, i get it back and have all of my cash.. still havent found my shoe, but I heard someone might have picked up my tux jacket.

all in all, a great night.

Brag- No jail.