As we all know Edays happened to be the one time in a Mines dorks’ year where they let loose and pretended that we partied like a real school…kind of. Well one of my favorite stories happens to be me retelling it in the third person, as I don;t remember any of it. Our infamous gambling addict friend had won somewhere in the ballpark of a few grand that week so naturally he went shopping at the liquor store(he also loves to shop at bars)…with a cart. Naturally I “started” at his house. My reaction to the amount of his liquor was basically the same as a 12 year old with his first playboy…..jerked it till it was raw. Here is where the next few hours goes blank. I was told I went to a party, fireworks show, chugged a half bottle of jack. Somewhere towards the end of the night I want to go have sex with my woman at the time. Well I tried to do this in the car parked out front with no avail. However, I did manage to get only my pants off. Apparently I was chased around Golden wearing nothing but a sweater and shoes(I am confused too) while being told to put my pants back on for a good half hr. Eventually I was corraled into her car to go back to Denver. Here is where it gets real blurry. Apparently I was throwing up so hard out the window while driving down sixth that I SHIT MY PANTS. Well, about 10 miles later I had taken my pants off completely (yes ass naked again except the shirt) and tried to get into my building. Good thing my keys and wallet were back in Golden (as I would find out the next day). Also a good thing the doorman called as many people as he could to verify that I in fact did live there and he should let me in. Keep in mind this nice innocent woman has been standing there enduring all of this shit.
Bogren and I mowed the lawn that night with an old fashioned mower and then threw a gas powered mower over the fence, awesome