ok...so me and 2 friends had 2 nice sized j's in rotation, its like December in Maryland so it was cold as fuck outside. We were standing out in this open field at night on a cloudless night, so it was pretty badass. As we walk back towards my friend's apartment, we have to pass a playground. I look at the ground as we're walking and I go "Where the fuck did all this mud come from?" of course it hadn't rained for weeks and at that point I knew I was fried...on the walk back, i couldn't have gone in a straight line if my life depended on it..it felt like I was holding a weight bar with too much weight on one side lol...long story short we got in watched Angels and Demons and I had several cups of Egg Nog rum...I still have no clue how i made it home from there lol