Drunk Story from Jack Black (Fairfield)
"It was my first night in Vegas and we had gone with about thirty people. Going with thirty people you would think that no one would get lost. That's what you would think, but it turns out that me and my friends all aren't normal so of course being the jackass that I am, I lost everyone. I was playing Roulette and I lost half my money in about six minutes and by the time I was done losing some more money, I couldn't find anyone. I was calling people and no one was picking up their phone and the next thing I know I'm walking around MGM Grand like a wandering Jew. Suddenly, I see two of my friends who didn't come on the trip with us they just happened to be randomly there. I was telling them how I lost everyone I came with and they said to just hang out with them. We met three girls at a bar and basically started getting out pre game on. Since it was the first night we decided not to do anything too crazy so we went to Studio 54. It was me, my buddy and four girls. Me and my buddy look at one another and decide fuck it, let's just get fucked up. And that it exactly what we did. Every time we needed another beer we would get a shot as well. On about the 8th shot of Jack I don't remember anything. Literally, nothing. I couldn't tell you anything that happened inside the place, I couldn't tell you how I got home and I really couldn't even tell you where I woke up because it wasn't my room. First night in Vegas just doing me dirty. Needless to say the rest of the trip was a black out fest as well, although I think I caught an STD from the pool parties."
If you're going to Vegas and you don't black out at least twice, you did something horribly wrong. Kudos to you big guy. I love the commitment.
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