September 6, 2004
Never Puke in Your Paper Shredder

It all started innocently with just beer, then it graduated into margaritas with a normal mix, then it worked it's way into margaritas with a 1/2 bottle of Tequila per pitcher, then it just got silly after slamming at least 5 shots of Presidente.   And that was just ME!  From what I was told, after chugging a full snifter of brandy...a few minutes later, I got up and ran to the bathroom.  Unfortunately, Brian was in there.  I had to do business, and the closest receptacle was the paper shredder bin in the computer room.  That's when Jon decided he would be cute by  breaking out his camera and catching me at my most vulnerable.  So here it is, the pseudo-infamous "Never Puke in Your Paper Shredder" night.

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Brian was in the bathroom, and the only available spot to barf was in the paper shredder.  Yep.  That's me.

The paper shredder (aka: Ground Zero).

Me and the porcelain god becoming friendly.  That's Mike with the steak & chicken.  Thanks buddy!

I'm still going strong.

I'm the Energizer Bunny of puking.

Me and The Bob.

Mike giving Bob some beer.  Bob's all about the ale.

Jon making me squeal like a pig.  I was completely toasted by this time, and don't remember.  I wonder about Jon looking like he's enjoying it so much. 

This is me after my debut scene in Deliverance Part 2.  I guess it was good for me too?

Me pointing at something, Bob, and Shane.

Poor Troy.  He was obviously more wasted than I was.  I didn't pass out until later. 

Just remember, when the drinks are flowing, and people have cameras...DO NOT PASS OUT WHEN BRATWURSTS ARE HANDY!

Jon turned into MacGuyver and kept me trapped in the bathroom by using a baby-gate and a 12-pack of toilet paper.

It's apparently working, because I'm stumped.  I heard I was like this for 5 minutes, then I just fell over.

I escaped from the bathroom, and someone took the blanket off my bed and tossed it on me.  I'm still a happy guy though even after throwing up in the paper shredder, and undergoing simulated anal rape.

It was a long night, and I'm down for the count.  That's Mike's belly on the left.  Do not attempt this at home.  I am a professional.

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