QotD: What's the earliest you've started boosing?

[bouche]

The earliest I can remember isn't an exact date but it would have to be in Daytona Beach with my friend Cameron and some other dudes. Was Pauly there? I dunno, but cameron came in to our room at about 8:30 or 9 AM, woke me up and opened a beer and made me drink it. That was one helluva wakeup!

[booches sista]

- after-work-party in 1994 = I still smell like a cheeseburger

- friend's parents were out of town = I don't care that I smell like a cheezeburg

- friends of friends of friends show up = some guy on acid freakin' out = me slowly gathering feathers and sewing up a duvet

- freaked-out guy gets escorted home = me having some drinkie-poos

- check my work schedule for the next day: it reads 4-7pm.

- drink, drink, etc, drink

- sun rise = blurred vision/memory = realization of horrible mess = lack of good judgement = drink whatever is left in the fridge

- clean up = bend blinds back to "normal", double-check duvet (realize that best effort counts), mop up puke, shake some people awake and roll them out of the house, chew gum

- arrive to work on-time..."4 - 4, turn-lay 6, turn-lay 2 - 8... (+ grill order)...sear-lay 6-12!!" FACK! ::throws sear tool in closest honey pot:

- 7pm = not so much. I was scheduled until midnight.

I have no idear what time it was that I started drinking again, but I DO know that two days became one...no, three.

I'm telling Mom.

[Booche]

That beeyotch! I was being responsible. I took care of the acid guy, I cleaned up puke, I fixed the duvet. The things I could tell mom about Booche's Sista!

::grabs popcorn::

[geomouse]

How 'bout now?...work is done and I'm too pumped to even consider sleep...2:36am.

For what its worth I just kinda woke up from a bad lucid dream while driving home...open stage/several wankers/light beer/thoughts of open water...still count? Its no wide eyed wake up like the snap of a cooly at sunrise but hey, I thought I'd share

[c-towns]

lets fuckin do this love booze...