It was the Friday before thanksgiving, my friends just got home from university that afternoon.  I could already tell that this was going to be a fun night, what I didn't know that the night was going to take a turn for the worse.  The plan for the night was to have some drinks then head to the football game.  Well it didn't turn out that way, the drinking did happen but as for making it to the football game, well we ran into a few problems.  The night is sketchy so bare with me.  After we left Beith’s house we started to wonder toward the game except, some how we ended up around the train tracks in the little marsh/creek area just in front of them.  Don't ask me why we were walking through there cause I couldn't tell you.  At some point Beith took my hat, then when he tried throwing it back to me it got lost in the marsh/creek area.  We spent about half hour looking for my hat, which I eventually found.  I can't tell you how happy I was, it was like I found a million dollars just lying on the ground.  After that we started making our way to the game again, but before we got out of the creek area I somehow fell back first into the creek.  At this point I should have just called it quits and went home, but I continued on.  After we climbed the fence in front for the parking lot of the game, which seemed like a good idea at the time.  We arrived at the front entrance to get into the game.  The only problem was that the game ended about ten minutes before we arrived.  After that we wondered to subway were I again fell over this time into a large puddle.  After this we did some more wondering and I decided to head home before things got worse for me.  Little did I no that the worse was yet to come.  I arrived home and my parents were sitting down in the basement.  I wondered up to the bathroom thinking to myself I’ll just get a drink of water and then head to bed.  Well I made it to the bathroom, I remember looking myself in the mirror.  Then it happen, for some reason I threw up a lot into the sink.  Now you maybe thinking to yourself sure it's because you drank too much, but really I didn't have that much that this is the part that puzzles me.  Now that the sink was filled with puke, which was worse than you could imagine.  Possibly because I ate so many subs before hand.  Anyway I though it would just drain and nobody would know.  Well if it wasn't for those subs it would have.  But not this time, the sink turned out to be clogged.  In my drunken state I found a plunger and I went to work.  Things just got worse from there, the draining whole in the back of the sink was my worst enemy at this point.  When I started to plunge the whole in the back of the sink shot out vomit everywhere, it hit the mirror and just splattered covering the mirror and the counter.  At this point the “poop” story from class came to mind, I was thinking to myself “I'm a dead man”.    You would have thought I would have learned not to do it again, but I didn't.  After a few more try's the mess got worse, and the sink didn't unclog.  After that I just decided to give up and go down stairs and confess what I did.  After that I was sent back upstairs to unclog the sink again but this time it worked.  After that I cleaned up as best as one could while drunk, I put my soaked close in the basement and then went to bed.  When I woke up I found out that I didn't do such a great job cleaning.  I was also expecting the yelling of my life.  But it didn't come I was surprised at this.  I guess my parents figured I learned my lesson and I assure you I did, this was really one for the books and I’ll make sure it doesn't happen again.
 

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