For my 21st birthday, I went to a bar across the street from my fraternity. I just had ACL surgery a few days before so I was on some serious narcotics for the pain, and a snow/ice storm had just come through Boston. Countless shots and drinks later...
...it's 2am and I'm too proud to let anyone help me back across the street to the house. Of course I slip and fall on the ice in the street, blocking traffic with a cabbie laying on his horn. I stumble towards him, waving my crutches about to go medieval on his car. A buddy snatches me up and fireman carries me safely into the house.
hahahaha
