my public apology
So, last night my good buddy Jason had a party out in the woods, and I think -- no, I know I took it a step too far. I got hit by several greeters, and set yes to about six shots plus other things in a span of 20 minutes. I knew I had done myself in, and there was really nothing else to do but to ride it out. I blacked out after a while, so I don't really remember much past almost falling in the lake out of the boat. I vaguely remember puking. I heard people had to take care of me, and I apologize for anyone for which I was a buzz kill. I hope at least I was amusing to watch. However, I am happy to report that I don't feel all that bad today. Thanks for helping me, and for putting up with my antics.
Yes, people helped carry you to the car. No, to the best of my knowledge you were not a buzz kill. Clearly, you don't remember A) me mooning you after we had gotten you to the car nor B) that you flipped me off after I gave you a free show of my sweet ass.
Dude, you killed my buzz! Probably because I knew there were a whole bunch of suckers in line in front of me to take care of your drunk ass. Here's to community!
What I meant to say is that I didn't help you at all (actually, I laughed at/with you), because of those willing participants in your triage and eventual exodus.