I guess if I had to choose, it would be the one that I still get nauseous inside, when I think of that night.
Went to a bar with a friend. I got the free drinks all night since it was ladies night so I kind of over did it. I had a few screwdrivers (I should have stopped there), then I remember ordering these big mysterious green drinks (found out eventually they were called melon balls). Stopped counting after the 3rd one. I think I had 6 or 7. I was seriously chugging these things down. I remember slapping him on the back and saying "DRINK UP PUSSY" as he sipped on his 2nd bloody mary. I thought I was hardcore. I thought I could hang.
Then next thing I know I wake up in the bathroom at the bar, him sending in a woman we talk to there, apparently I'd been in there for about 25 minutes asleep on the toilet I guess. That's where she found me.
They dragged me out of the bar holding me up between them. He was my ride home, so a few blocks from my house I asked him to pull over because I felt sick. He pulled over but I didn't puke after all. Right as we turn the corner on my street, I puked all over the side of the door in his truck. It was all liquid though, no chunks or anything if you want to look for a bright side.
Last thing I remember about that night, was stumbling up to my front door, turning around to see him wiping my puke off the inside of the door with an old Mc Donalds napkin that probably didn't do much, lol. I went inside and passed out.
He didn't call me for a few days.. though I didn't blame him much. xD
I got tired of being the sloppy drunk, and only like herb these days.