Mother-Fucker

[pens_run_dry]

Last night was the annual Keg "Christmas/Staff Appreciation" Party. I awoke this morning fully clothed in my bed with a chipped tooth and destroyed cellular phone, and I was without my glasses. I'm still drunk as I'm typing this. I've been slowly piecing together the events of the evening, and would like to share them. PHASE 1: I'M TALKIN' ABOUT A

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[kenatent]

I remember being at the hotel room and I remember leaving, but I don't remember why. I'm not sure who drove us home, but it sure as hell wasn't me. I'm hoping that we didn't "ditch" you and Daniel at the hotel, rather that you stayed on your own accord. I'd feel better about that. I'm working tonight, pre-closing, and I'm sure I'll see you sometime after work.

I also remember wrestling in the living room...first someone whose identity I cannot remember and then Mike.

And for some reason, I also remember you showing me your tooth and me saying that it wasn't really chipped.

[drunken_idiot]

its not really a keg christmas party without someone getting choke slammed by the cops.

[thriceusedlife]

Sounds like a typical Gregg Graham event.

[crescimento]

holy shit man,

that blows my past 3 months of drunk-adventure stories out the window.

glad to hear youre still okay though.

[ninjaskillz]

gregg I wish I was there to see all this happen!