So, Saturday night I went out drinking with a couple of female friends...wasn't planning to drink, so I didn't get out to buy anything of my own - therefore I was stuck with woman drinks:
And a bunch of Raspberry Sour Puss, plus some other kind of flavoured rum (not sure what it was exactly).
I learned a very valuable lesson that night: even though they might not pack much of a kick and you hardly even know you're drinking...if you down as much as I did, you still get
fucking plastered. I'm talking like, passed out on the lawn, parents dragging you inside, can hardly function the next day kind of drunk. Was NOT a good time.