She did...the stairs won!LesterG wrote:you sure you didn't get into a fight? we'll kick her/his ass for ya nee

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Ok, LMAO LMAO! I'm sorry, that's horrible, but Christ, it's funny as all hell too. Especially that last sentence. Oh dear, I'm a very bad person.ForeverMourn wrote:Ok, so, after the Funeral we went to a club(Later that night). My husband and some old friendz were buying me Vodka shots. And just to add, my chaser was a Corona Beer, so imagine I'm drunk off my ass my the 4th double shot.
Well, we stayed at the club till about 3AM, and so we go on to the Hotel. It was freezing and raining, so I guess "sleeting" is what I should say. Anyway, the steps were frozen and I was wearing 4" high heeled boots. So I go on walking up the steps and then next thing I know, splat, I'm sliding down the stairs, on my face. I was so drunk I stood up and was trying to laugh it off. I passed out in the bed, and when I woke up I freaked out because noone remembers leaving the club or getting home, and no one remembers me falling. I didn't remember when I first woke up, but about 30 minutes later it hit me, kinda like the stairs.