Drunk on Halloween.
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An ode to the weekend to be, this post is taken from the blog That’s Embarassing:
When I was 16 I went to a Halloween party dressed as Michael Meyers. I wore boots, coveralls and a rubber mask like the one in the movie. I got some of my friends to bring these girls we knew out in the backyard. I came out of the woods while they shined a flashlight on me and scared the crap out of them! I laughed until I had tears rolling down my cheeks. Some of them got really mad and warned me they would get even. Well being it was one of my first drinking parties, I got pretty drunk. Later on a bunch of us piled into two or three vehicles and went for a drive. Anyway we drove out on this old dirt road that everybody tells strange stories about every year somebody gets left out there to walk back to the highway. Well that would have been bad enough, only those girls saw their chance to get even with me. I barely remember this part, but they started tickling me and stripped me of my costume. Then they all drove away laughing and whistling at me. They left me wearing only black socks, tighty-whities and a white t-shirt! I walked about three or four miles drunk in my underwear back to the main road. I guess you could have seen me for miles coming out of pitch black wearing only white. They were parked on the side of the road horse-laughing me. I was somewhat sober by then, embarrassed and very mad.
Then a deputy sheriff pulled up! Luckily he knew some of the guys and cut us a break. He made them give me my clothes and sent us on home. Needless to say I was the laughing stock of the school for the rest of the year.
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