Quote Originally Posted by kmind View Post
Hey Harley how's it going? Well, I sort of know because I've been reading your blog but just keep at it man. Don't let anything get you down.


......... I get loads of people saying "oh wow good luck with your gf tonight" because apparently she's drinking a lot already. I look across the room and boom the sorority girls are literally shoving tequila down her throat. I later found out that they convinced my gf to chug the rest of the tequila bottle as well.

Even longer story short, my gf blacks out within the FIRST hour (10:30) and is unconscious. I, and a few friends, take care of her for the rest of the night as she periodically wakes up and just pukes everywhere the whole night. Yayyyy I get to sleep with her! Anyways, I made a few posts about how I hate those sorority girls because one of them was my gf's old best friend and roommate last year yet NONE of them even check up on her. They leave the party as soon as most of the alcohol is gone and go find another party. Pretty cool if you ask me.

So you've seen how crappy the poker is going but oh well that is what it is. I'm working on it and I am confident I'll get it figure out.

Now for the lecture. I can't tell you how scary your story is to me about your girlfriend. I'll tell you a quick story about when I was in high school and another about when I was a cop. Two days before Christmas my sophmore year my best friend and I get invited to party with my older brother and all his jock friends. Of course we take him up on it and head out to party. Well long story short my buddy disappears about an hour into the party and well we're partying so who really cares. I get really wasted and party until about 3am go home and hit the sack. Well next thing I know I wake up and hear all kinds of commotion coming from down stairs. My mother is crying I hear what sounds like a small army of people and everybody is crying hysterically. So I stumble down the stairs and in my living room are about 12 of my buddy's family members. They inform me he is in the emergency room in a coma and doctors don't know if he's going to make it. Well about 30 hours later, and I sat by his side every minute he comes out of the coma, thank god. I was so scared the entire time. Doctors and nurses were heartless to me and showed me now sympathy at all. Fortionatly my buddy survived!

Now fast forward 25+ years later and I am patrolling the streets of small town USA. I respond to the scene of what was a MIP party. We meet with one of the two brothers who live at the residence. He and a bunch of his friends along with his younger brother had a party the night before. He says his brother got really wasted drinking beer and hard alcohol. Well they have to carry his ass upstairs early and put him to bed. He tells us they took turns checking on him as they partied throughout most of the night. Well when one of the other guys got a phone call from his father telling him to get his butt home his buddy went upstairs to wake his brother and get a ride home. Problem was the brother wouldn't respond, he was a funny color and had a mass of bubbles coming out of his mouth and flowing down his cheek and chest.
There were 4 buddys and the older brother seated in the living room when we carried that 19 year olds body down the stairs and out the door. I had to speak with the young mans father on the phone as he was on vacation. I'd had done may notifications at this point in my career but damn I sure didn't want to do this over the phone. You see I had a son at home about the same age and just couldn't imagine getting a phone call like this.
I remember sitting with these 5 young men and I'll admit I cried with these guys. I tried to explain to them that this was why I had busted their balls in the past. I told them that I didn't like busting their balls but I sure the hell didn't like carrying their buddy out the door in a body bag either.

Sorry this is getting way to long and to be honest it's hard to rehash. I am sure it sounds like a lecture and well I guess it is. But just like when I sat with those boys afterwards I really want/wanted to make sure if there was any chance I could prevent this from happening to somebody else I was going to give it my all!

Sorry for the rant!