let the record state that i was not of legal drinking age.
but winona is a college town and far as i remember the bar didnt even ask for an ID
probably because it knew that no one had a valid ID so why even bother with the dance.
one of many reasons why i will always love the midwest.
i believe i was 19. i barely drank in high school, my friends barely did anything.
sure i got served a few times at wrigley at 16 or 17 but you cant get drunk off one old style.
this bar gave you four poker chips for a dollar. each chip got you an 8 ounce beer.
when i had finished my fourth beer i noticed my buddy todd talking to a girl
who i swore looked exactly like princess diana.
when todd went to the head to take a leak i said you look so much like lady di im dying
she giggled and blushed and i went on to babbling with the stack of napkins
or my other friends, or the juke box, who knows. i was wasted.
we all got back to todd’s apartment and he took her into his room and someone poured wine.
but i excused myself to the bathroom and i laughed as i puked because i was so drunk.
the puke went everywhere cuz i couldnt stop laughing and all of it was very funny to me.
after i cleaned up everything i got out of the bathroom and passed out shirtless on the couch
and didnt wake until the morning
when i heard todd open his door and kiss his girl good day.
let the record state she didnt look anything like princess diana
not one lick.
