That was _so_ not a happy new year. Wow. It certainly explains why I was so very sick that next day.
Granted, I was way past tipsy on my own that night and didn't worry too much about it at the time because I knew I had a designated driver that night. It was only looking back after the fact when I tried to remember how much I'd had to drink when I realized something wasn't adding up. Sure, we'd killed the first pitcher of mangotinis before 10pm but after the liquor run (I didn't drive) I had maybe 2 more 'tinis and one candy bar shot (equal parts butterschnapps, godiva liqueur, and Irish cream).
Musing to Jen, who was also at the party, later I found out that one of the other guests had been topping off my drink on a regular basis while I was watching whatever odd movie was on (Mad Mad Mad Mad World? I think?). I only thought I slowed down my drinking as the night went on!
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That other guest wouldn’t know party etiquette or…really, basic social skills if they walked up and bit her on the butt. Oh yeah, I went there. And it wasn’t Mad Mad Mad Mad World, ‘cuz I’ve never seen that. Was it Death Race 2000?
Gawd, it’s been too long. I forget. Also, I had a few candy bar shots, m’self.
Couldn’t remember if it was Mad…World or Death Race, only barely remember the creepy dude that was _in_ the movie, to be honest.
I watched Death Race with y’all, I think, but I don’t think it was a New Year’s party. “You know Myra, some people might think you’re cute. But me, I think you’re one very large baked potato.”
Once again, I have no idea who this was. 🙂