Derby Day (Blackout #1)

So it was Derby Day and I was going to a party to support some local Buddhists I know. I arrived at this party without Goldschlager which was on purpose. (Side note: As I was just writing that sentence I tried to figure out why I like this liquor so much and have no clue, I guess I blame Cinnamon Toast Crunch???) So the party goes well and it was a lot of fun. Money was raised for a good cause and there was beer. Pretty successful day if you ask me. Then for some reason I thought it would be a good idea to go to my place and get the Goldschlager that was in my freezer. Why the hell did I have to live this close to the party? Also as a precursor to this I brought a beer bong and bonged a couple of beers. That won't get me blackout but it was def. helping open the door to wonderful blackout land. So I show back up with it and things went downhill fast. For god sakes I had a damn recipe book for things to make with goldschlager this night can not end well. The next thing i remember is taking a shot with tobasco sauce and another with amaretto. Finally, I chased that shit with a strawberry. So you guessed it. I am completely gone at this point. I then got locked out! I had to stand in the rain and give puppy dog faces in the door for someone to let me in! Overall, it was a good night for me! Not so much for my friend.