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Ro and I made a pact to drink every night until leave. Two weeks straight. We had to get up at 530 and run at least two miles every morning followed by burning out whatever muscle group was planned for that morning. We wanted to have massive tolerance for when we went home because our friends were gonna try to get us all kinds of fucked up.
"Alright, we're just gonna drink three beers tonight and take it easy because it's Monday tommorow"
We drank our three beers a piece and Ro retired to his room. Goddamit, once I start, I can't stop. I killed the remainder of the 12 pack alone. The next day, Ro told me how he stole half a bottle of Jack from his roommate and downed it, alone in his room. We proceeded to get hammered for those two weeks and went home on leave. Every morning was a struggle, waking up half drunk, with bloodshot eyes, smelling like booze, not puking on the runs and somehow making it through the 12 hour work day. |
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Posted by NNTS86 on 2007-12-31 07:19:05 | Rating: | Views: 101
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