What This Weekend Taught Me

This weekend my friends came down from Columbus, we were all in the mood to have a great time and have a bonfire. The temps have been in the high 50's low 60's at night which is perfect bonfire weather. Adam also got his hands on some West-By-God-Virginia moonshine, which was pretty much the beginning of the end.

The weather on Saturday night was 75 degrees. Do you think that stopped us from having a fire? No, of course not. We did however have to sit a good 50 yards away from it, and we may or may not have burned the lighter we used to start the fire up, because the heat was a tad bit overwhelming and no one wanted to lose the hair off their arms to retrieve it.

Moonshine that smells like turpentine, it pretty much tastes that way and will burn a whole in your esophagus. However, if you mix it with Hawaiian Punch you can't even taste it. Just because you can't taste it doesn't mean its not potent enough to knock you on your ass for a good solid two days. Note to self: NEVER ever drink SIX huge plastic cups of moonshine mixed with Hawaiian punch, much less chug them because at the time it seems like a fun idea.

If you are drinking moonshine, don't drink it while playing beer pong. The moonshine mixed with beer is also a bad idea. Never, ever follow that up with a few rounds of flipcup. You're just asking to have your ass kicked.

Drunk dialing your best friends dad at 11:30 probably isnt a good idea either, thank goodness he has a great sense of humor. Did I mention we decided to have the bonfire and party at his house since he was on vacation down in South Carolina? Nothing more reassuring than having your daughter's drunk BFF call you and let you know everything is under control while probably slurring her words.

Overall, it was one hell of a party. So great in fact, that none of us moved until around 7 last night to even begin cleaning up. The stench of stale beer cans, leftover s'more remnants, random half smoked cigars sent most us back to the couch and/or bathroom. Worth it? TOTALLY! Hangovers last a day or two, drunken memories (and digital pictures) last a lifetime!!



Oh! It has been brought to my attention that I've also expanded from drunk dialing to drunk blog commenting. Please accept my apologies for any comments that include horribly misspelled words and/or inappropriateness. Two of my favorite things.