Yeah, nothing beats a wife that'll put up with this kinda activity.
In my defense I do not act like this anymore, I hardly ever get drunk anymore and the closest I have come to pissing someplace I shouldn't have was in the shower (had a boner and had to piss bad could not wait for him to calm down)
The best was the first time I EVER drank, I was 15 I think I drank a 40 and a big 54 oz jug of some shit and a little MD 20/20. The skank I was with dissed me for some other dude (she was a fat pig anyway but the only one who could get me alcohol) so I walked around myself for a while and walked into the super market (Purity Supreme for those of you who may remember them) and I knew where the bathroom was (in the back upstairs) as I grew up going to this store and had many of easter egg hunts there as a kid.
Anyway on my way to the bathroom I started to get really queezy and all of a sudden leaned over into the red meat section of the meat dept and tossed chunks all over the place, I don't remember exactly what I was looking at but vaugely remember chopped steak (the kind you deep fry) anyway I stumbled to the back of the store, up the stairs and proceeded to sit on a shitter and fall asleep for a while. I am not sure how long it was but I would say an hour and a half to two hours and woke up to my pager going off.
After realizing what had happened I got up, walked downstairs and walked around the meat section and there was still barf all over the place (It was pretty late and purity was a ghetto *** market in their defense) and went to a payphone to call up a stripper chick who was a friend of mine who had just gotten off work to come pick me up (no i didnt f
uck her ever and sorry no pics this was like 16 years ago) and she drove me to get something to 'soak' up the alcohol before dropping me off, i remember getting reeses cups (no clue if they actually help or not.
She dropped me off, and I walked up the stairs and by my dad without him saying anything about the stench of alcohol and puke I was covered in (he was maybe 10ft away watching a movie) and went to bed.
I still wonder to this day if he knew, I may ask him this weekend when I see him. I just don't get how he could have no smelled it, I woke up the next day and my room smelled nasty from my clothes laying on the floor so I am guessing he didn't say as it was the first (and last) time I ever got drunk and came home //content.invisioncic.com/y282845/emoticons/smile.gif.1ebc41e1811405b213edfc4622c41e27.gif