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Imagine living in Walton

RealTalk said:

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LOL...that's my buddy's dorm room. He told me this story.

You're from Deer Park, right?

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Yep...TexAgs knows things. It's been a while and I've always wanted to fill in some blanks on how I teleported from one room to another.

Why wait until now to bring the question up?

That game was so ****ing hard

So, when you woke up, did you feel extremely sore in your rear or did you have a slick feeling of Vaseline between your cheeks?

Hopefully they were gentlemen and it was the latter.

CSPAggie05 said:

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Yep...TexAgs knows things. It's been a while and I've always wanted to fill in some blanks on how I teleported from one room to another.

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Sounds like you got your blank filled in that night.

'Grats on the sex

In, I'm curious to see what is so important that he starts a thread about his life choices

To answer why now? Why not now? It's always been a funny story with about 2hrs of complete blackout and figured I'd bring it to the General board. Maybe I get some answers and maybe yall just talk about a bunch of butt stuff.

Funny that within 5min someone already knows the story and where I'm from. Assuming they know who I am if they know the story.

Texags knows stuff

Yeah, I once got messed up at a friends apartment and woke up the next morning in my bed at Hart Hall - no idea how I got there. No idea where my car was. I found it in the Zachry parking lot later that day. Have no idea why I decided to park way the **** over there and walk all the way across campus.

hedge said:

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Imagine living in Walton

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C Ramp - 2.5 years. No Air Conditioning.

woof

I myself once got locked out of the apt and woke up the next morning in the bed of a pick up with a sheet and a 1/2 ate can of refried beans.....no clue where they came from.

had a buddy wake up with a toilet paper dispenser (whole thing, like ripped straight from the wall) crammed in his pocket........it was not ours.

one year at chilifest we borrowed a buddies truck to go get ice in snook and found a guy rolled up in a tarp in the back.....thankfully he was alive and appreciated the taco and Gatorade we gave him.

Have you tried more Ambien to see if you can stretch out the window to days?

We spent the day of the Toombs Nebraska game bbqing and drinking at our place in SA. I told my crazy German buddy Northgate et al would be pretty crazy that night. He said he'd never been there and wanted to see it, so we headed out right after the game. Stayed with another friend who was in grad school and lived real close to St Marys, somewhere around Nagle and Cherry.

Got into town, picked up grad school dude, and went to Northgate. Stumbled back a few hours later. When we get to the apartments, German knucklehead climbs into the back of my truck and passes out. We tried waking him, but he insisted he wanted to sleep there. He also had a knack for either yacking or pissing himself if he got that **** faced, so we left him there.

Few hours later we're in the apartment BSing and I get a page (it was that long ago) on my work pager. Number was our neighbor in SA. WTF?!? Called my neighbor who says German knucklehead called them from a pay phone and didn't know where he was. Their number was the only one he could remember. She gave me the number of the pay phone and wished my luck. I called the pay phone and this dumbass was still ****faced and starting to freak out. Apparently he woke up in the bed of the truck, wasn't sure where he was or where we were, so he started walking. Ran into some random dude who helped him find the pay phone.

I asked him to describe where he was and I got a whole lot of "next to some building" bull**** for a while. Finally got enough clues to figure out he'd walked all the way up to The Farm Patch. Told him to stay out of sight so he wouldn't get a PI or arrested and we'd go pick his stupid ass up. Gave him **** for years after that.

I lost my truck on a wild Saturday night and didn't find it until almost two weeks later. I was planning to call it in as stolen that day so it's good we finally found it in the parking lot of some Mexican food place/shopping center in Bryan. I have no idea how it got there and very few memories from that night.

Oh, I had a tendency to hand off my keys to anyone when I was drunk because I refuse to drive. The problem was that I often gave them the keys to someone just as drunk.

For how long after did you walk funny ?