Friends don’t let friends puke in clubs… Except on their 30th Birthday!
February 29, 2008 by mistyjade
Sake Bombs and Dancing Don’t Mix
My best friend “Asian Persuasion” turned 30 on Saturday so along with 24 of her closest friends, we took her out for a night on the town. Normally “AP” isn’t a big drinker in fact I haven’t ever seen her drunk before. It just wasn’t fair, she’s seen me at my worst! So we had a mission… “AP” was getting toasted!
It started with dinner at a Japanese teppan restaurant. At first the chefs were mildly entertaining, flipping spatulas and flinging shrimp but once the sake bombs started flowing the girls got crazy and by the end of the meal one of our chefs was pole dancing! Good start to the night!
Actually that was pretty much the only part of the night “AP” remembers!
By the time we got to club she was already walking a little to the left.
Three oatmeal cookie shots later and she was barely standing up!
So there we are in the middle of the dance floor, shaking our groove thang, when she grabs my arm and shouts “I have to Pee!” then she proceeds to pour her drink down my leg!
That’s my luck… So I give my leg a little shake hoping to fling off as much Vodka as I can onto the Hoochy Mama dancing behind me and I start dragging her to the bathroom. I try to steer her left but she’s adamant that the bathrooms to the right. Thank God I was there or she probably would of pee’d on someone’s coat! So I literally have to turn her around and shove her in the other direction.
Here’s where she slips into “Drunk Girl Speak” That special language only other girls understand but includes a lot of “LOVE!” So, she’s telling me how much she loves me all the way to the bathroom but she’s saying it while facing numerous random men, many of whom actually think she’s talking to them. A few of them return her declarations of affection so I have to elbow them out of the way!
When we finally get to the bathroom she clings to my arm for support and shouts “You Have to Stay with me K? I’m so glad you’re here I Love You! Um (insert Hiccup) If I don’t come back out, you have to come in and make sure I pull up my pants K?”
(This tale ends with her throwing up on the floor of the restroom and along every wall on the way out of the club! Ahhh the Memories!)
The thought I can’t get out of my head though is… I wonder if she ever actually walked out of a bathroom without her pants before?
Like I always say, ” A friend will be honest about your hair cut. A real friend will hold your hair back for you.” From one fabulous-hair-back-holder I think it’s Vitamin B-6 or B-12 something with the B’s that helps the “AP”’s keep their Oatmeal cookies in their tummy’s
Happy Thursday!
I just ran across this site today and I read through everything! I’m soooo hooked! I feel like someone else out there is like me. I’M NOT THE ONLY ONE ANYMORE!!! I’m not talking about “AP”, I’m just talking about all your stories balled into one. I must say that I’m exactly like you when it comes to drinking (like your “I’m that girl in the bar” story! LOL! I’ve added you to my fav’s and want to lol some more at your stories. I can totally relate!