Here's another one. Not quite as funny, or as long, but it will have to do. I moved in with these two guys back in Octobe, and we never really all drink together that much. The other two usually fight when they get hammered with one another. 🙁: Anywho, I am 6' 170lbs, my roommate Jeff is about 5'10" 270lbs, and Drew is about 5'8" 220lbs.
So Jeff and I come home hammered one night. I don't mean the normal kind of hammered, but the I am really lucky to be able to walk kinda hammered. The I woke up at 4pm the next day and I am still drunk kind. Oh yeah, those are the good ones! :sa:
So we come stumbling in the door from the bar up the street (I love being within walking distance of everything!) and there is Drew pecking away at his on-line games as always. He's been playing games and getting hammered all night also. Anywho, I don't know what happened, but after we thought it was a good idea to rock out the Quater Stack and Drum set for an hour at 3am, we started rough housing.
Well, being the smallest guy in the house, and being EXTREMELY intoxicated, I figured if I was ever gonna hit an almost 300 pound man in the nuts, I might as well do it now. So I gave Jeff (which it is all not fat, that kid has some guns) one of those back of the hand nut taps. :oops: You know the ones. The ones where you don't get hit hard, just qith a quick crack like a whip. :idea:
He drops to the ground at the front door. :smile: Drew and I start laughing our asses off. Maybe I should back up and explain that this is the roommate (Jeff) who will come home drunk and jump on you with his pants around his ankles if you don't go smoke a cigarette with him. And if you are only 170 and he is jumpping over the sofa from behind on your head...well, you get the idea - he had it coming to him.
So there we are cackling our asses off, and without even thinking, I popped Drew in the nuts too. BAM! Down for the count. :!: So there I am laughing my arse off cause I just dropped two rather large fellows and now the are rolling around on the ground in pain.
Well, It then the good angle on my other sholder got my attention....
"TAP, TAP, TAP..... Psssst - Hey Jack, you know in about 2 minutes those two oversized guys are gonna get up and beat your ass, don't ya? Way to go dip sh!t."
:shock:
Crap. Well, I stood there and told them to go ahead and take ther best shot for revenge. I figured that was the most civilized way to settle it. It's just not right to take another man down by the cahones.
So I took mine, and then we just stood there and exchanged punches for about an hour. I must say, I am not a fighter, but I was surprised how good of a slug I could take (that is if I am prepared for it - a sucker punch and I am down for the count!). When it got past the arms and gut and Jeff wanted to start punching each other in the face, I tapped out.
I wish I could marry beer! :wink: