Ok - so was it the Long Island Iced Tea that did you in??? Enquiring minds gotta know!!!

And tell us about the chicks!!! There has to be stories about the chicks when you've been drinking!!!

Actually, on the night of the 4th I had to work around the time of the fireworks display. Afterwards, myself and a couple of others decided to go out for a drink or two to discuss the days events. The owner of a local pizza place, his wife and one of their younger female workers joined us. I am of the mind that I cannot afford to drink and drive, so I tend to nurse a beer the entire evening so I don't have to worry about calling my wife to pick me up at a sleeze bar at 4 am...

Anyways, I'm nursing my beer and the younger female worker decides it's time for Yaeger Bombs. Those can be particularly nasty because they'll sneak up on you if you're not careful... I know that, but apparently she didn't. She orders one after another. Thankfully, it had been established before she ever step foot in the bar that she was not going to drive.

Ms. Younger Female Worker is hitting the Yaeger Bombs to the tune of about 8 in an hour. BAD MOVE. I believe the last thing that SHE remembers was asking someone to do a drunk test on here because she didn't think she was drunk. Shortly afterwards, I was asking the hostess if we could get a harness to hold her in her chair.

Within about 1 1/2 hours of arriving, the youg lady had puked at our table, all over the two woman's bathrooms in the place, and all over the entrance steps. And the last thing I heard her say was, "I don't want to die like this!!!".

Ahhh... Youth and alcohol.... Thank God those are a distant memory for me!!!