In LaCrosse.....started by drinking a sixer of Guinness, went to a kegger, did three 30 second kegstands, got my $5 back when the party thrower kicked me out for doing the third kegstand after being warned, went to The Library, did 5 jager shots, drank four Long Islands, grinded on a 50 year old dancing with her husband, made out with twins (didn't realize there were two of them), tried to get my keys back from the guy that had driven my car to the bar, failed, told him to F off, walked out of the bar, and then don't remember anything.....
.....until a LaCrosse police officer helped me up off of a random front lawn three miles from the bar district. He asked me where I was staying after checking my ID and seeing I was from out of town, put me in the back of the squad......and instead of bringing me straight to detox, he drove me to my buddy's house on the other side of town. He obviously had his drunk-to-English translation dictionary with him at the time, because I couldn't understand what I was saying.
I woke up in an empty bedroom in a lofted bed seven feet off of the ground with no way of getting up there. In my pocket, I woke up with $135 in bar tab receipts, four random phone numbers (without names) on the back of said receipts and a business card for an escort service out of St. Louis, MO.
It was a good weekend, considering what could have happened.....