Drunk at the Polo Match.
A few friends of mine decided to go to a polo match out on Long Island where our alumni team was playing. We decided to get there at 10am and start tailgating and drinking along with the other alumni from our school. By the time the match started, I was already drunk. I don’t think I paid much attention to the whole thing. There was a band playing and a dancefloor and I remember thinking how much fun it would be to dance all by myself. I had spilled some of my Bloody Mary on my white dress and accidentally sat in some raspberries, which stained my dress as well. Some guy came up to me and started dancing with me.
“Hey, I like your tie-dye dress!” I so got angry at him for insisting my dress was tie-dye and slipped and fell on the dance floor in the process, pulling him down with me. Afterward, I had to pee so I went to the Port-a-Pottys but forgot my iPhone was in my pocket. It slipped out and fell directly into the hole. (Mind you, I was still plastered at this point). So I stuck my hand in and retrieved it despite the grossness. The whole rest of the day and that night I spent drunk in the bathtub just to get the smell off me.
~submitted by Drunken Debbie
October 6th, 2009 at 11:38 pm
iPhone no. 6. ;p