Opinion Results for 4/7/00
What was your most insane drunken experience?

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You didn't ask for it. Hell, you probably didn't even know about the opinion poll in the first place. But I did mention that if you participated in it your opinion could possibly be posted on my site. Well, here are the results...

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It just keeps getting better. I received a record number of responses to this question. What does that say to me? That everyone I know is a drunken fool or at least has been one at one point in his or her life. It's comforting to know I'm not the only one out there. Well, I have included one of my own experiences here today. See if you can pick it out amongst the alcohol clouds hovering over today's results...

• "That would have to be the legendary golden showers that were administered to everybody's favorite dsyfunctional couple."
  
  
• "watching u pee in front of ur house's tree..."
  
  
• "The time I went to Philly with my friend. It was a Sunday afternoon. We had been drinking for maybe three or four hours. We were sitting in this bar and all of a sudden he says in a drunken slur, "I gotta go." My reply was, "Where ya goin'? We still got beer." He walks out and a minute later I follow to find him throwing up in the pots of those trees along South Street. There's a lot more to the story but I tell it a lot better when I'm insanely drunk."
  
  
• "I spat on a cop car during senior week and got arrested."
  
  
• "How would you define insane? As I think about the numerous drunken (and otherwise) experiences I've had, they don't seem too insane. I've gotten naked at parties, smashed a champagne bottle over a guy's head who was wearing a motorcycle helmet (it was his idea), passed out in the middle of easton avenue, and married people in bars (long story), but nothing insane. i am working on insane though."
  
  
• "I drank almost an entire bottle of Johnny Walker one night at my old college. As I was walking home, I saw a loose dog running around behind my dorm. Something possessed me to chase it. I guess it was some sort of wacked regression into my childhood. Most of the chase was a blur. I finally ran out of energy and couldn't figure out where I was. So I started to take a piss on the nearest large bush. I don't really remember much, but I do remember waking up in the bush as the dean of the Ursinus College was walking out of the front door of his house right next to the bush that I had mistaken for my bed. I hid in the bush and watched him leave with my Chemistry professor who was a guy. You may think nothing of it, but I ask you . . . why were they holding hands?"
  
  
• "Uh. . . the two worst I can think of BOTH happened at your parent's house. . . maybe I should stop there. . . they read this don't they? Nevermind."
  
  
• "This is a tough question. I need to give it some thought. I'll get back to you."

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