Originally Posted by DigitalDan
Yeah, but that Bacardi on the top gives me flashbacks. My first puke drunk night was with Bacardi. In Ft. Worth.

I strolled around the hotel pool in my undies and the girls giggled. Later on I demolished the bathroom.

Haven't had a drop of rum since. Except for the 151.

Oooh Raaah!

BD

PS: 'Morning cowboys!


Nothing cleans out yer plugged up pipes like Bacardi. It's wonderful.
They got some really good aged schit at the plant in San Juan. I drank it all, sorry.

Anyway, on to first puke stories.............post them up, limpdicks.

Being a choirboy, I never touched a drop of the devil's brew til 7th grade.
(Warm beer tastes like schit, by the way, I don't care WHAT Gruff says..........
It will still get you drunk, though).
First time I remember hurling was high school, hot and I mean HOT blonde....
She's lit, I'm lit and we slip away from the party for a little love connection.
My dick was so excited..........
We find a spot, things begin to progress......think "Paradise By the Dashboard Light" by Meatloaf type of progression.
I had this honey's hole in the bag, my friends.....or at least my bag would be slapping hole.....or...[bleep] it, you get the idea.
Suddenly, the upper head started swimming....
Lower head was severely pissed because he wasn't even wet, yet.
Upper head shortly thereafter, blew his load. It weren't purty.

Remember this boys........vomit is not an aphrodisiac.
Read......I didn't take lower head to completion.
I didn't nail her..........that nite. grin

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