From Eric:
So my friends and I decided to go to Vegas for my brother’s bachelor party. On the plane, we decided to get partying right away. There were 5 of us sitting in a row, with a cute girl occupying the 6th seat. We were telling her about my brother’s engagement and she was all game for partying with us on the strip that night. As we were buying rounds, I bought her a few. Apparently the altitude got to me faster then what is normal because I passed out half way through the flight and threw up on myself and her. She didn’t party with us that night saying she only parties with experienced men.
Only in College…
Wouldn’t experienced men puke more because they don’t drink us much as college students?
I feel bad for whoever had to clean up.
Did you ever make it to your luggage?