Music Banter - weekend stories thread

OK, so I thought I'd make a thread dedicated to stories of fun weekends (or for those of you on vacation, like me, just fun times in general).

Well, this weekend turned out to be incredibly interesting, to say the least. My parents were out of town for the weekend, and my best friend's 18th birthday fell on this saturday, so, needless to say, party at my house. Well everything was going great, lots of alchohol, lots of people, everyone getting along, and of course, I got really, really drunk. Well, when I'm drunk, I spill things alot (spilled a margarita on the floor, tipped a cooler completely upside down, knocked over my friend's beer, and splashed water on another friend's arm) and I say reall stupid things, but thats to be expected. Not only am I very clumsy, and kind of an idiot, but I tend to get very, very, very affectionate. So, after a few drinks, meaning a margarita, 7 coolers, 3 shots (none of which I remember taking) and the equivalent of one beer (apparently I just grbbed random people's beers and started drinking, so my friends figured I had about one), I was loving everything and everyone at the party, except for one thing, my house was incredibly hot that night. So me and four other people decide to go lie on the grass in the backyard. So here we all are on the ground, (1 guy to four girls, and he's loving it very much). we're all talking and laughing, and then I start flirting a bit with the guy. Now this all seems harmless enough, except for one all important fact, he gets incredibly affectionate when he's drunk too. So after a few minutes (or hours, they all kind of blend together) the two of us started making out. Apparently one of the other girls was still outside at this point, a fact which I was not aware of at the time. So after a few minutes, we go bak inside, back to party, have a few more drinks (not sure how many more I had, this is the part that really starts to get blury). Fast forward to the next part that I remember, me and six of my friends are falling asleep on the couch, everyone else left, and these people are all crashing at my house for the night, including the guy I made out with earlier. so the two of us are on the couch, getting nice and cozy, and eeryone starts to drop off (three people were in that room, one girl on a couch in the next room, another guy on a couch upstairs, and another girl up in my room). Well, after we noticed people asleep, we decide to go at it again. Not sure how many times we made out this time, I think it was close to four. Again, this part gets blurry, but the next part I remember was waking up at about 8:30, and throwing up 5 times between then and around 10, when everyone else started to wake up. So, sunday was spent hosing down the vomit off of the deck, diposing of the empties (and there were alot) and cleaning the entire house before my parents came back at 9, all while suffering the most horrible hangover I've ever had. That day the only food I could keep down was 4 minimuffins, and lots and lots of pepto-bismol and water. And I also found out that my best friend also made out with another guy, quite a few times, so the both of us will have some interesting conversations when we see the guys again. anyways, I'm off, so hopefully everyone else had a great weekend, I sure as hell did.