Sunset very Strong Rum (677 hits)
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Submitted by titmouse (View user info) at 2005-03-16 07:41:06 EST
It was the day before Christmas eve 2002 and i was in the pub with my family including aunties and uncles and grandparents. They had all come up to spend Christmas with us, which is always a good time.
It was about 13:00 and me and my brother were already mission drinking and generally having a good time, i had the benefit of my brother living in london so the rare occasions we did see eachother we didnt fight we just enjoyed ourselves.
The drinking continued but then the phonecall from my mother came through for my dad to let us all know that dinner/tea would be ready about 14:00 so eveyone got their last drinks oredered at the bar and finished up.
A lovely dinner and more drink, mixing red wine with stella cause im classy and getting 'chatty'. So dinner is over and my mate rings me up and he comes round for the latter part of the days piss up. Plenty more wine later and its getting late, its about 22:00 and me and my brother decide to introduce my mate to 'Sunset Very Strong Rum' we brought it back home with us from the West Indies, to say its potent is an understatement at a mighty 84.5% its basically paint stripper with amusing warnings on the back of the bottle such as "after consumption do not operate heavy machinery".
So, we begin seeing off a litre bottle between three of us, this is where things start becoming less clear but i will give you all the collective details from the three participants. We were mixing this rum with orangina apparently like i said, im classy. My brother had had enough by 12:00 and went to bed, a wise move. So me and my mate also decided to go to bed at 1:00 in the morning.
Or at least we thought we did, my last memory was of me following my mate into the toilet and realising that, wait a minute my mate is using the toliet so i stumbled backwards and fell into the bath.
I woke up in the morning to my Mum half shouting half laughing at me "Why is there bread all over the kitchen floor?!?" i had no idea what the hell she was on about and i was still severly pissed, "i have no idea what your on about mum and im still severly pissed, let me sleep".
At that point i remember i had had some phonecalls on my mobile that i had chosen to ignore so i crawled to the end of my bed to find out who they were off, 2 answerphone messages, ok lets have a listen. "you have one new message, message recieved at 7:00"........."WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH JENNY, WHERE IS SHE EH? WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH HER?!".
What the holy fuck is that all about?? "next new message, message recieved at 7:05"........."COME ON, WHERES JENNY? WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH HER, IF YOUVE KIDNAPPED HER I'LL KILL YOU"
Right...ok..so what the fuck is that all about, i know a jenny, she's a girl i quite fancy so whats this all about? At that point my phone rang again, it was Sue, what does she want? She was the local busy body, starter of most rumours etc, basically an annoyance who i never associated with so why would she be ringing me? "I heard you rang jenny last night" im getting sick of this now "I DIDNT FUCKING RING JENNY, I DONT KNOW WHAT YOUR ON ABOUT" and i hang up.
Back to sleep for about 2 hours, wake up and drink some water which comes straight back up, nice. I have to get up today and go to town cause i decided in my wisdom that it would be a good to do all my christmas shopping on christmas eve. Nice idea, if your a fuckwit.
Sleep, 5 hours later its 17:00, oh shit no christmas shopping for me then, i cant even fucking move, right back up plan. I ring my sister and ask her to put my name on all the presents she has bought and i will split the costs, "no problem" my sister is too nice and im a cunt.
So, Christams eve, i manage 1 or maybe 2 hours with the family, my brother and me completely wasted, i still think to this day i possibly should have gone to hospital and had my stomach pumped, ah well you live and learn. Christmas day, nothing amazing happened apart from me realising that although my sister had put my name on all the presents, she wasnt likely to buy herself one. Major guilt. (i bought her a really good birthday present to make it up to her)
Boxing day and i go to my local pub to see my mate who i drank the rum with, he's working behind the bar. "What the fuck did we do that night" he starts pissing his sides and reminds me of a few things like the fact that we didnt go to bed at 1:00 we went to bed at 4:00 and during these lost 3 hours i decided to get jenny's phone number off my mate. He dialled the number and i thought it was her mobile, turns out it was her home number and her dad answered and got a ear full of abuse off me for "kidnapping" jenny. I then apparently left 2 messages on her home number (obviously her dad decided not to answer this time). We went to go to bed but i decided that we should make sandwiches to soak up the litre of rum, but instead i rugby tackled my mate and we had a bread fight.
I met up with Jenny on new years eve, me and my mate went to hers in the day to listen to the messages on her answer machine, apparently her mum had found them so hilarious that she decided to ring my mobile and leave 2 similar style messages. To this day i still almost throw up at the smell of rum.
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Submitted by pen_name (user info) at 2005-03-16 09:48:50 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
i get a stomach ache just reading this.
Submitted by phuzzygish (user info) at 2005-03-16 09:20:15 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
A bit iffish.
Submitted by c1ndy (user info) at 2005-03-16 07:55:07 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
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