[Secret Squirrel]

I broke my frame at Whistler this one weekend. I was PISSED! So, what better way to calm the nerves than to get ....well...pissed...Anyway, bunch of BMXrz were up there for the Red Bull Elevation...all the crews were out and I tagged along for a bit. From what I remember, I got sloshed on double scotchs for about 2 hours...

Woke up covered in my own vomit in a 12x12. Apparently, the mounties had brought me in for my own protection at around 3am. I couldn't speak coherently and was passed out on the lawn in front of my hotel, but couldn't communicate that anyway...

Next day was rough...but I rode anyway on my other bike.

 

[ffonsok]

Thought I would tell another story. One of my friends got drunk for the first time and blacked out. We fabricated a story about how he streaked up and down a huge street right in front of the school and all the students at football practice saw him.

We even got a bunch of people at school in on the story, teachers, football players, girls, etc. After about a year we told him the truth. He wanted to kill us all.