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Each page within The Book of Bastard is dedicated to a single tale of debauchery. Feel free to add in your own pages.
PartyBus III 2003;(the one your boy Guzek was trying to act like a pimp by
"shot-gunning" himself out of commission by bar 2 and later commandeered the
back of the bus with barf as his weapon)
Also on that bus, was one Sergent Scott Kerr of the U.S. Army Reserve, on a
two week leave of duty from Guantanamo Bay, Cuba. After being over-served,
he decided to sleep it off on the floor of the Nelson estate. During the
night, he seemed to sleep walk/fall down a flight of stairs, breaking his
arm in the process. Scott had no recollection of the event upon awaking
other than the intense pain coming from his left forearm (swollen as all
hell). Everyone else had to fill him in on the details of his fall.
No one would even drive the poor bastard to the hospital. Everyone (still a
little drunk) was busy laughing at his sorry ass, only making him grow
angrier. Kerr: "Guys, I realize that this is funny to you right now, but
my arm really hurts and I need to go to the fuking hospital". After
negotiating a McDonald's breakfast on the way, VanKerchove made sure he got
the medical attention he so desperately needed.
Ok, the last time I Remember going out on a drinking rampage with Mike Wilker, Rob Wilker and Lotar, we were in Orlando, Florida. The night started out with a smooth ride on the highway with our good old friend goldenshager. We hit up the clubs I believe in universal. The night was going great. Groping chicks, making out with chicks. Come to find out after taking multiple shots of I don't know what. These were not chicks. These were whales we were saving from the Deep blue Sea. It seemed they were very desperate to go home with us to party. As fellow marine biologist we agreed.
Now I know What Ciaciuch meant by fat chicks need lovin too.
Myself, meeting groups of people in Wild Woody's, walking around w/ a cup
full of vomit...
Meeks, doing a shot & then quickly gurgling vomit back into the shot glass &
slamming it on the bar...
Breaking a i/5 on the side of a building in downtown Lansing on NYE & then
taking-off Resivoir Dogs Style!!!
A random drunk chick almost smashes Rob's mustang... because she was behind
the wheel!!!
The sweet invention of !!!Sucre' Basterdo!!!
Almost getting into a fight w/ a grown man, "Do u know how old I am?!!"
Cabbie on the way to Envy