Blacking out is Nature's way of saying "you don't want to know"

[NightWatcher]

You come to one morning in your hallway wearing nothing but sneakers and a hockey jersey and you're covered in mud and glitter.

You don't want to know how you got there and what you did last night.

[Odin2005]

1. I think people that get so drunk they black out are morons.

Seriously, why would anyone do that? WTF happened to the virtue of moderation?

[NightWatcher]

2. Moderation is good.....in moderation

Sometimes everyone goes a little too far. The only way you know your limitations is to exceed them from time to time.

[pokerfan]

3. because they're alcoholics?

"I don't understand people who have one drink. I don't understand people who leave half a glass of wine on the table. I don't understand people who say they've had enough. How can you have enough of feeling like this? How can you not want to feel like this longer? My brain works differently." - Leo McGarry, The West Wing

[NightWatcher]

4. I feel sorry for people who DON'T drink

I feel sorry for people who don't drink.  When they wake up in the morning, that's as good as they're going to feel all day.  ~Frank Sinatra

[Lucian]

6. Sometimes it's good to get so drunk to forget how much the world sucks.

I seriously question people who don't drink.

[PufPuf23]

5. Spirit - Nature's Way - Live 1978

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GjN8PdaoFaQ

[Throd]

7. I don't trust people who don't drink.

[MiddleFingerMom]

8. 2:30 AM and my favorite bar EVER (Brandywine River rural suburbia) is closing.

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A number of people (including most of the staff) don't want to stop. We all
head for Steve's house -- less than a mile down a deserted back state highway
that meanders (and I mean MEANDERS -- picture a Southern trace road) through
the woods. One of the waitresses (Dawn) is on my lap in the front seat. Dawn
is sweet and pretty, but I had a GF (who wasn't there) and I was very happy
with my GF. It was just a highly enjoyable necessity.
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Bob (the driver) drives straight through one of the curves and hits a guardrail
(probably only going 25 or so). Dawn being on my lap saved me, but she cracks
her forehead on the windshield (luckily the only injury in the car and only a
small, very minor bruise). I crack my head on her shoulder and neck (which
were soft and warm and smelled wonderful.
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Bob is FREAKING OUT. He's a pharmacy tech not too long out of school and he
believes that a DUI could ruin his job and maybe his career, too. I calm him down
and walk down to a nearby campground's payphone, call a friend with a tow-truck...
who gets there and hauls Bob's car away before the police discover us.
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We continue to Steve's and party enthusiastically 'til dawn (no relation).
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I woke up on Steve's couch and walked home the next morning (if you stay up
late enough, 2 PM is still morning. isn't it?)
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I went to the bar the next night, spoke with my GF for a little while at one
of the tables where she was talking to friends, and sat at the bar to regain
my somewhat hungover humanity.
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Bob the pharmacy tech came in and started regaling the bar with the story of
how I had "saved his ass" after our accident the night before . How I had kept
my head whilst all about me were losing theirs (it's a trait that served me
well as a medic).
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My initial reaction?
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"Oh, yeah... we were in an accident last night, weren't we?"
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I had seriously FORGOTTEN.
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GF approaches 15 minutes later -- mouth set firmly.
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Ruh-roh.
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"Why didn't you TELL me you were in an accident last night?"
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"Um... I forgot?
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"It wouldn't have a THING to do with sweet, pretty, warm, wonderful-smelling
Dawn sitting on your lap, would it?" If ever words dripped with venom, those
did. And, while she didn't use those EXACT words. I could tell they were
written ALL over my guilty-for-no-reason unbruised face.
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She eventually "forgave" me. Forget, though?
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I imagine if we were still together now 25 years later, I might hear this
softly-spoken venom-dripping question some night, "So... ... ... seen sweet,
pretty, warm wonderful-smelling DAWN lately?"
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Due to my drunken stupor, I might have forgotten what happened that night.
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She probably NEVER would have.
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